A Fabulously Unfabulous Summer for Henry Milch by Marshall Thornton

Author:Marshall Thornton [Thornton, Marshall]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B09NL4HSB2
Publisher: Kenmore Books
Published: 2022-02-27T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

When the check came, I divided it in half and told Opal her half was twelve twenty-seven plus tip. She laughed.

“You’re buying me lunch.”

“I never said I’d buy you lunch.”

“When you interrogate someone over a meal you should pay for it. It’s only polite.” She took a ten-dollar bill out of her wallet and laid it on the table. “I’ll leave the tip.”

“A tip would be four dollars.”

“Nothing says ‘fuck you’ like a really big tip.”

As soon as she walked away, I took out my wallet, trying to figure out which credit card I could squeeze this onto. They were all pretty worthless. I just made the minimum payment on each of them—well, two of them. I used the money I was supposedly spending on food, which meant one of them should have enough room. But which one?

“Hi Henry, how are you doing?”

I looked up and there was Dr. Stewart. He’d been my doctor when I landed in the emergency room the night I was run off the road. He was tall—so tall—with auburn-hair, peachy skin and blue eyes the color of a Malibu sky. I said, “avahhhmmm,” then cleared my throat and tried again, “I’m good. Thanks.”

“You look a lot better than the last time I saw you.”

“So do you. I mean. You look really good, too.”

“Your ankle’s healing well?”

“Yeah. My foot’s still attached.”

“Your nose looks good.”

“Thanks. But it’s not my best feature.”

“It’ll do.”

Then the conversation died. I didn’t know what to say. Dr. Stewart was one of those beautiful people you occasionally see around and they’re just so perfect they belong in a movie or a magazine, and the idea that they might want to talk to you is just insane so you don’t even attempt to talk to them.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty too. But if I’m honest, I’m mainly young. Dr. Stewart was the kind of man who would be gorgeous at any age.

“I saw your picture in the Eagle.”

I blushed.

“You did a good thing.”

“Oh, I don’t know—I mean, um, thanks.”

“This may sound unethical. It’s not. You’re no longer a patient of mine. We’re just like any two guys who meet in a restaurant. Well, maybe not any two guys.”

He was beginning to sound like me, which didn’t make any sense at all. He had no reason to be nervous or weird or uncomfortable.

“Would you like to go to dinner with me?”

“Oh.”

Seriously, I’d had no idea what he was working up to, but I didn’t think it was that.

“Um, you mean like a date?”

“Well, no, not like a date. A date. Would you go on a date with me?”

I had no idea what to say. I mean, he was gorgeous, so I wondered if my lips would even be able to form the word ‘no.’ I should say no. I had a lot on my plate and no intention of staying in Masons Bay any longer than I had to. So if things—

“Yeah, of course, I’ll have dinner with you. I want to,” I said, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically.

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