Page 33 of The Wish List
“Did you hit your head?”
“Barely. Just my arm and shoulder. I’ll be fine.”
“Barely?” he repeated. “Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
“I can send my doctor to see you.”
Those words stopped me.He had a private doctor? That was a thing?
I left AJ playing for a few moments and sat on a chair in the hall where I could keep an eye on him. “Asher, I smacked my arm on some hard ice. It’ll be fine. No need to call a doctor.”
He huffed. “All right.”
“How is everything there?” I asked to change the subject.
“Great. Lonely without you.”
I laughed. “I am sure your sister and niece are keeping you busy.”
“Bonnie is. We had another tea party this afternoon. All the stuffed animals were invited, so I had a lot of voices to do. James and I split them up and drank a lot of pretend tea. Luckily, the cookies were real. Suzy went and had a manicure.”
“Nice.”
“I am sending them out for New Year’s, and Bonnie and I will do our own thing. They’re going with friends for dinner at the club. I thought they’d enjoy a night out.”
“I thought you were at a cabin.”
He laughed. “I am. In a private resort surrounded by many other cabins and a huge clubhouse with lots of amenities. This is my sister’s idea of roughing it.”
I chuckled, not even able to imagine it.
“I have a cabin in the Niagara region,” he murmured. “I bought it from a business tycoon. It’s private and woodsy. No one else around. That’s my idea of getting away.” He paused. “It’s a great spot. I’ll take you there.”
“Oh. That would be nice.”
“What are you two doing tomorrow?”
“We’re going to make homemade pizza and watch TV. He’ll be out by nine, and I might work a little. Surprisingly, New Year’s Eve is very busy on the customer service line. So, nothing exciting.”
“I’d make it exciting for you if I were there.”
Before I could respond, AJ called out.
“Momma!”
Asher chuckled. “Go see your boy. I’ll call you later, Rosie.” There was a moment of silence. “I miss you,” he added before he disconnected the call.
I got AJ ready for bed and read to him for a while. He was chatty and happy, but he soon drifted off.
I settled on the sofa, putting an ice bag on my sore shoulder. My head was aching, and I was tired. It had been a long day. I chuckled thinking ice had caused the problem and was now the thing I needed to use for relief. My phone buzzed with a video call, and I answered with a smile at Asher’s handsome face. “Hi.”
“AJ asleep?”
“Yes.”
“You’re not working, are you?” Asher asked with a frown.
