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“Just make sure the deliveries are made and Eric is taken care of.”
But I needed to be here to take care of her too. I was torn. I couldn’t be in two places at once.
“I’ll be fine,” she mumbled. “Go.”
“I’m calling Beau to—”
The comforter flew back. “She is not driving the van.”
“I was going to say sit with you.”
She pulled it back in place. “What’s she going to do? Watch me hopefully sleep? I’m fine. I need you to use your charm to land us another customer.”
I didn’t like this. But she was right. She could rest more easily if I wasn’t hovering. I really wanted to though.
I kissed her hair. “Call me if you need anything.”
I found her phone and put it in the bed beside her, reluctantly pulling the door closed as I left.Powerless. That was how I felt. I hated it.
“You should eat something. We have a jam-packed afternoon.” Eric pointed to my untouched sandwich. He’d made himself at home and poured a glass of milk.
I was glad to see it.
I didn’t think I could eat anything but was compelled to try for Eric. I ripped off a bite with my teeth.
“Good, isn’t it?” he asked as I chewed.
“Very.” I nodded as I swallowed. “Does this happen often?” It seemed wrong to pump him for information, but I needed to know if this was a regular occurrence or a side effect of the fall she took.
“No. A few of our customers give her a headache, but I’m not allowed to say that in front of them.” He polished off his sandwich. “Do you have any popsicles?”
Honestly, I had no idea. I shrugged. “Take a look in the freezer and see what you can find.”
Muffy circled under my feet, impatiently waiting for me to drop a crumb . . . or a whole ham.
Eric poked around in the freezer for a while before he shut it. “I don’t see any. Maybe Miss Adeline will have some.”
“What’s your favorite kind?”
“Banana.”
I’d never had one of those, and truthfully, it didn’t sound too appealing, but he seemed enthusiastic about them.
I tapped out a text to my brother.
Banana popsicles please.
Are you okay?
I snorted at his response.
They’re not for me.
I got a thumbs-up emoji in response and secured my phone in my pocket. Muffy sat on my foot and panted. I dropped a piece of ham into his awaiting mouth. He swallowed it without chewing.
“Can you stay here with Lexie? Make sure she’s okay.” I was talking to a dog. Out loud. In front of someone else. Muffy wagged his tail. I pointed at Millie. “What about you?” I tossed her a piece of meat too.
“They’ll snuggle with her.” Eric warmed to the idea.
