It was a relief to learn that Brooke was 'well enough'. She wasn't critical, so that was good, very good. Livvy let out a breath and managed a weak smile while the doctor checked her eyes. When he asked if he could lift her, her first thought was to decline, thinking she could walk there herself, but just lifting her head to look around the kitchen was a mistake. It hit the table with a soft thunk as she closed her eyes to regain a sense of stillness.
“Y'all can do that, yeah,” she managed softly, swallowing hard and hoping she wasn't going to vomit. Livvy opened her eyes and looked into his. “Thanks, Doc...” He had nice eyes.
Don't barf, don't barf, don't barf...
“Y'all can do that, yeah,” she managed softly, swallowing hard and hoping she wasn't going to vomit. Livvy opened her eyes and looked into his. “Thanks, Doc...” He had nice eyes.
Don't barf, don't barf, don't barf...