Seeing her walking away, he figured she was leaving, and it wasn’t worth his time to respond to her little speech on living and dying. He was surprised yet again though, at her offer to take him for another walk. His knee hurt like no tomorrow but…he knew she was right about one thing – and that was the more he moved, the less it would hurt in the morning.
“Hal never takes me for walks after supper.” His eyes narrowed suspiciously. Was this a tactic or just her way of being an overachiever? No matter. He’d go.
Tossing his napkin aside after using it, he limped slowly to the door. No Hal waiting outside? Interesting. Was she stupid, or just gutsy? He’d have to vote for the latter. Seeing the crutches where he’d left him earlier, he was quick to grab them again giving his knee relief. He slid Sam another glance, lifting one eyebrow. “Do we get to take a different route tonight or are you the structured type?” In reality, he didn’t care. He just wanted to learn her personality.
Sitting on his bed, dressed in jeans and hoodie, with a blank journal in his hand, Gunner looked up quickly as the door opened. Without any outside communication, he hadn’t known when he’d see Bree again, and it was a welcomed surprise. A smile came to his face and he set the journal aside. It was a lame idea of the doctor’s anyway.
“Hey…a morning walk sounds really nice.” Sliding off the bed, he neared and wrapped his arms around Bree in a warm hug, then gave her a kiss on the cheek. He knew he’d be allowed to walk outside in a few areas as long as Bree was with him, and that sounded a lot better than sitting in here until lunchtime.
Drawing back a little, he tried to hold his smile. His eyes were dark though, making it impossible to hide the fact that he was not anywhere near where he needed to be. “You lead,” he suggested. “We can explore.”
Dylan wasn’t surprised that Ashlee would like Eric as a dad. He’d already become a father figure to her, and as far as Dylan could see, loved Ashlee and Stacy both very much.
Ashlee’s question didn’t bring a response right away. Dylan steered Sharpshooter down the path that led into the woods before he finally shrugged. “Funny. Eric asked the same thing. You guys know something I don’t know?” He gave her a sidelong glance, almost smiling. Almost. “I’m fine. Just…busy. Nothing new. Same old thing… day in… day out.”
Sharpshooter jumped to the side as a rabbit scurried across the path, and Dylan chided him lightly with the bit. “Most exciting thing that happens is when one of the horse’s gets loose.” He shrugged again before turning the conversation back to her once more. “Looks like you’ve made a new friend in Travis,” he comented.
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