Lyman gave Clay’s shoulder a reassuring pat. “You’re going to be fine,” he said firmly. “I’ll find the best doctor out there to help you.”
Clay looked at him gratefully. “Thanks, man. Really.”
After a while, Lyman and the others filed out, leaving only Grace behind in the hospital room.
Clay glanced at her and said, “You can go now.”
Grace scoffed, folding her arms. “You think I want to stick around? Trust me, I can’t stand you either.”
But Clay just chuckled. “Too bad we’re stuck with each other, like it or not.”
Normally, a remark like that would have set Grace off immediately. But this time, she just smiled—though there was something unsettling in her expression.
Clay hesitated, narrowing his eyes. “Grace, what are you up to now?”
She shot back, “You’re in no shape to boss me around, Clay. Not that you ever could.”
He opened his mouth, but she cut him off.
“It doesn’t matter,” he said with a wry smile. “As long as we’re still married, you can’t do anything too crazy.”
Grace snorted, settling herself in a chair with her phone. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Clay reaching weakly for a glass of water. She looked away, pretending not to see. Let him go thirsty for all she cared.
Just then, the door swung open.
Grace quickly dropped her phone, sprang to her feet, and put on her best helpful act. “You should’ve called me if you were thirsty, Clay! Here, let me get you some water.”
“Daddy!” Andie burst into the room, arms stretched wide, ready to leap into Clay’s embrace.
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