“You’re not going anywhere,” CC insisted.
“Come on, hon. I feel fine,” Gwen begged.
“The doctor said you need to rest for at least a week, and it’s only been two days,” CC said exasperated. “You lost a lot of blood, Gwen.”
“I haven’t done anything for the past two days, and I’m going to go stark raving mad if I don’t get out for some fresh air. You can drive,” Gwen insisted.
“Well…” CC was thinking it over.
Gwen had a cast on her arm from her shoulder to the tips of her fingers. After four hours of surgery to repair the torn tendon, the doctors felt she had a good chance of recovering fully.
Wright was still hanging in there, and as of today, his chances of recovery were about fifty-fifty. One of the detectives guarding his hospital door said he was starting to talk in his sleep. He was sure he’d be up and trying to escape any day now. The hospital staff didn’t quite agree.
“Help me get my shirt on and let’s go!” Gwen said anxiously.
“Just be careful and let me do it! Geez, woman. You are stubborn!” CC finished helping Gwen dress, grabbed the Scarletsville street map and they were off.
* * *
The third house they looked at was beautiful, though a few thousand more than they had planned on paying. The yard was fully enclosed with chain-link fencing, and the far end had several mature apple trees. The house was aluminum-sided in light beige, and all the trim was painted hunter green. Inside the rooms were sunny, with a huge bay window in the family room overlooking the backyard. All the walls had a fresh coat of beige paint. There were four bedrooms, with a full bathroom off the master bedroom. Two of the bedrooms were smaller, and had another bathroom between the two. The kitchen and dining rooms were spacious and modern. The living room was huge and had a built-in fieldstone fireplace.
“I can see a bear rug in front of the fireplace,” Gwen mused.
“We could each decorate one of the smaller bedrooms and have our own den or workroom,” CC said excitedly.
“This is perfect,” Gwen agreed. “I wonder if they’d accept an offer for less than the asking price.”
“It wouldn’t hurt to try,” CC urged. “Let’s do it as soon as we get home!”