Page 32 of The Doctor's Twins

Perhaps it was the feeling of having achieved a significant milestone that spurred me on to accept the invitation to the barbeque. Whatever the cause, I was suddenly looking forward to letting my hair down.

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I rang the doorbell and waited. I could hear the music coming from inside the house. It was probably why no one answered the door, so I opened it slowly and walked in.

“Take whatever you want, just don’t hurt us.”

“It’s a good thing I come in peace,” I laughed.

“Hi. Welcome to my home.”

“Hi, Ben. Thank you. Where do I put this?” I asked and held up a bottle of tequila.

“You didn’t have to bring your own.”

“It’s not for me. It’s a gift.”

“How thoughtful. Thank you, Peyton.”

“You’re welcome. Sounds like the gang’s all here.”

“Yup. They’re out back. Can I offer you a drink?”

“I’d love one.”

“What will it be?”

“It’s a little early for tequila. I’ll have a beer, thanks.”

“Sure. Follow me.”

Ben’s home was beautiful. Hardwood floors, high ceilings, and filled with light. I followed him outside to the pool area where my colleagues were chatting, laughing, and swimming.

“Hey, Peyton,” Olivia called from the gazebo. “Glad you could make it.”

I waved.

“Did you bring your swimsuit?” Ben asked as he handed me an ice-cold beer.

“I did.”

“Good. It will save me from having to dry your clothes when the boys throw you into the drink,” he grinned.

“Does it get that rough, then?”

“Not always, but the gang can get a little overexcited.”

“It’s a good thing there’s a doctor on call.”

“Funny. How was your day?”

“Good. I spoke to Mrs. Riley’s son this morning.”

“Okay. How did that go?”

“Better than I expected. He’s a nice man. I just don’t think he was willing to accept that his mother wasn’t going to get well again.”

“Let’s hope that, now that he has the facts, he’ll make the right decision. Well done, Peyton.”

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