Page 62 of Daddy's Little Farmer

She snorted.

“Let me help you with your hair.”

“How?”

“I’ll blow-dry it. You look like you’re going to collapse at any moment.”

She did feel tired and could feel her emotions start to rise again. She wanted to be alone.

“Yes, please.” While he did that, the cat wound around her legs.

“He likes you way better than me, maybe you should take him.”

She looked down at Max and shook her head. “I can’t. I don’t have a home here. The one I have is far away.”

“Do you think you’ll go back?”

“Yes. I’m going back. I have nowhere else to go. I need to get my strength up to make plans.”

Alex placed a hand on her shoulder. “Tell me what I can do to help.”

“You’ve already done so much.”

“It doesn’t matter. Just know that you’re not alone.”

She blinked several times and nodded. It helped to know that.

“Let’s get your feet wrapped and into bed.”

She followed him down the hallway and into another bedroom.

“This is very nice.” The room was done in soothing warm tones. The drapes, carpet, and comforter colors were blues, green, and yellow.

“Thank you. Don’t give me any credit. It was like this when I moved in. Lay down on your stomach again.”

She lay on the mattress and smiled when Max jumped up to rub against her. Alex put some kind of gel on the bottoms and then wrapped them in gauze.

“You can turn over, honey.”

She rolled.

“Do you know when you last had a tetanus shot?” Alex asked.

She shook her head.

“I need to give you one then and a shot for antibiotics. Would that be okay?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“Then roll to your side. I will give them both in your buttocks.”

She cradled her head on her arm and stared at the wall.

“Here’s the first one.”

She flinched but didn’t say anything.

“This is the last one,” Alex said.

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