Chapter 40 Careful

• ~Tia~
• “Here we are,” Neal states as we stop in front of the clinic. We took a nice, leisurely walk to the clinic, chatting and laughing on the way. “I suggest you get that hand looked at, just to be sure that everything is okay.” Neal reaches out and runs his hand down my arm before gripping above my elbow and giving it a squeeze. As Neal walks away, my mom walks out of the clinic.
• “Uh, what’s that all about?” My smile falters a bit.