It was about noon when Doc Hart returned. She came in the door and looked around. "Oh, The old man decided that you wouldn't melt into oblivion if he left your side."
I had to laugh because I knew that very likely was what he was thinking.
She looked around a bit more then. "It's kinda slow in here…"
I could tell She wanted to say more, but she didn't.
"Yeah." I said, There was nothing to it but to agree. After all It was the truth. "Pretty much like this all the time. Sometimes I can make a sale. I honestly don't know why Ambrose keeps it going. Or how he continues to pay me… But I know we are so grateful for each other."
As I was speaking, Doc Hart had moved over to the register, and I followed her. She opened her bag and pulled out a small amber vile, and handed it to me.
"There must be some reason." She said, adding. "This is your medicine. It will help to prevent infection and help with the pain."
I nodded, taking it from her, with a quiet thank you.
"Anna…" She said looking me in the eyes suddenly. "Do you mind if I ask… What exactly happened?... Are you in trouble?... Do you need help?...."
I placed the bottle gently on the table before looking away from her, making myself busy behind the register again.
"I know it looks like I am dealing with something bad right now. But I promise I am okay. I can manage. You and Ambrose don't need to worry about me so. Okay?"
She didn't say anything else. But gave me a look that told me she was still very concerned.
"Two drops on the affected area, as needed for pain." She said clearly changing the subject now. She closed up her bag once more and started for the door. "If you experience any side effects, or have any questions, you know where to find me."
I nod. "Thank you June. If I need anything I'll be in touch."