Fix Me

“Did they pass out capes in that med school of yours? You and Ellis both have some serious god-complexes.”

I knew she was joking then and I touched her leg. “Maybe. But I wouldn’t be doing my job if I let you get deathly ill on my watch. I’m too good at my job for that to happen.”

She groaned. “Humble, too.”

Chapter Five

Bree

LUKE WAS PACING. I could hear him pacing and it was making me crazy. I was afraid to move from my position on the couch. I didn’t want him plowing me down. I used the tissue I had been clutching in my hand to wipe at my nose. The cold seemed to have a mind of its own, coming and going. Luke had been taking great care of me the last couple of days, but if I had to eat another bowl of chicken soup, I was going to scream.

“Luke, you are stressing me out,” I told him.

He blew out a breath. “I’m sorry. It’s just weird. I don’t know why she’s coming here.”

“Because this is where you live maybe.”

“You know what I mean.”

So, she wants to see you, what’s weird about that. If I had a brother, I’d want to see him.”

“My sister and I aren’t exactly close. I haven’t even seen her in a couple years. It’s weird. I don’t know what to say to her.”

“What’s her name?”

“Lisa.”

I slowly nodded. “And she lives in London?”

“Yes.”

“Wow. How did she end up over there?”

He shook his head. “It’s a long story. Basically, she ran away from home. Except in her case, she met some dude that was in Texas for some business thing. They fell in love and got married, and she moved back to London with him. It was her ticket out of Texas and she never looked back.”

“Did you guys stay in touch?”

“Not really.”

I sensed there was more to the story, but I didn’t get a chance to ask. The doorbell rang, announcing her arrival. I didn’t even know he had a sister until he had come into the dining room this morning stressed out about his sister coming to visit.

I didn’t hear him leave the room. “Luke?” I called out.

“I’m here.”

“Are you going to answer the door?”

“Do I have to?”

“Luke!”

“I’m going, I’m going,” he mumbled, before leaving the room.

I strained my ears to hear what was being said. There were soft murmurs but no exuberant greetings. I wished I could see her. I was intrigued. I wanted to know more about Luke, including where he came from.

“Bree,” Luke’s voice announced his return to the room.

I got to my feet and turned to where I hoped they were standing. “Hello,” I said, feeling completely ridiculous.