Amy Inspired by Bethany Pierce

Amy Inspired by Bethany Pierce

Author:Bethany Pierce
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: ebook, book
ISBN: 9780764208508
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2010-11-10T10:00:00+00:00


Since spraining my ankle I’d gained seven pounds. I blamed Michael, who felt personally responsible for my accident and apologized with ice cream. I accepted each gift with more resignation than appetite. Apparently, injury is the shortest route to love handles.

Saturday he arrived with two pints of Ben & Jerry’s.

“Scoot,” he demanded.

I made room for him on the couch. He handed me the Chunky Monkey and a spoon. We took turns eating from the ice cream and the leftover oatmeal cookie crumbs Grandma had sent. His temples pulsed while he chewed. Ironic that the more muscle a man has, the more energy he seems to exert for even the slightest exercise.

“Let me have a look at your ankle.” He rubbed his hands together to brush the cookie crumbs from his palms.

“But I’m all mummified.”

“I want to make sure it’s all right.”

He sat on the hassock, facing me, his legs straddling mine. He propped my sprained ankle on his lap. Unlatching the Velcro that held the boot in place, he gently slid it from my foot.

“Looks a lot better,” he murmured. “Are you still icing it?”

I thought of my toes decorated in fondant and chocolate. I nodded. The slight pressure of his hands on the arch of my foot made me feel somehow undressed, a Victorian lady scandalized by her own exposed ankles.

“So how’s Zoë holding up?” he asked.

“She’s been icing her legs every night. I think she feels better. I don’t know, she hasn’t talked to me much.”

He reached for the brace. “I mean how’s she holding up about her mom.”

“What do you mean about her mom?”

“She’s back on the drip.”

I was stunned. (And annoyed. On the drip. Only Michael could make chemotherapy sound like a street drug.)

“Why didn’t she tell me?”

He looked as surprised as I felt. “I just assumed you were the first to know.”

When Zoë walked in the room my ankle was still on Michael’s lap. Her eyes flashed. I quickly put my foot down.

“Was just checking for swelling,” Michael said.

But I saw his ears go red.



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