Page 22 of Family Bonds- Garrett & Justine

Hudson laughed. “Challenge accepted. My wife is a great baker. I’ll see what I can get her to make. It’s better than store-bought stuff by lazy single men.”

That answered something without her even having to ask about Garrett.

Interesting.

“I don’t have twins keeping me up at night either,” Garrett said to Hudson. “How are they doing?”

“My two are sleeping through the night,” Hudson said. “Finally. Didn’t think it was going to happen. Good lord, they are going to be one next month. Carson has it worse.”

“Do I want to know why?” she asked.

“My twin’s twins are only seven months old. Teething at the same time and neither can get comfortable. So yeah, I’m glad we are past that now and found what worked.”

“You are a twin and you both have twins?” she asked. “Only a few months apart?”

“One of those funny island things,” Garrett said.

She rolled her eyes. “Don’t go there.”

“I keep trying to talk to her about it and she wants no part of it,” Troy said.

“I don’t believe in those things,” she said. “I’m practical.”

Garrett laughed. “I say that too.”

“He can say it all he wants,” Hudson said. “Once it hits him, he’ll understand.”

She put her fingers in her ears. “I don’t want to know.”

She’d done a good job avoiding talking about the island.

It sounded like gossip and drama to her. She had plenty enough of that in her life that she wanted to forget about and didn’t need to get sucked into anyone else’s.

“I’m out of here,” Hudson said. “Going home to see my wife and kids before they leave.”

“See ya,” Garrett said.

“I’m going to bring these bagels to the back,” Troy said. “And punch in.”

She watched her breakfast move away. “I’ll be there to get one soon,” she said. “Thank you again for bringing them. It beats the granola bar I’d be eating. I don’t have much of an appetite so early in the morning.”

“What time do you start?” he asked.

“Our shifts are six to six. I’m days for a month, then I’ll switch it up to nights and rotate back to days.”

“One of the things I’ve never had to deal with once I got out of my residency,” he said. “But I’m on call all the time, so it’s not much different.”

“Not if it’s waking you up all the time,” she said.

“Sometimes,” he said. “But not often. Here it’s a bit harder being the only one on the island, but they will take on call in Boston and deal with it there and call only if need be. It’s not like I can do much if someone has to be seen. They get sent to the ER after hours or I call for them to get in, then go there if I have to, which isn’t often.”

“My father used to get calls at all hours of the night,” she said.

“Your father is a doctor?” he asked.

Crap. She let that slip somehow and wasn’t sure how.

The last thing she wanted known was what she was going through back home to reach here.

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