“Why wouldn’t you be considered important? You are the…” Catching herself before slipping, Lydia clamped a hand over her mouth.

“I mean to say, you’re Miss Mitchell’s primary doctor.

They’ll surely send you an invite.

Just as Lydia finished her sentence, Hannah’s phone buzzed.

It was Bryson calling.

With a gesture for Lydia to hold her tongue, Hannah picked up.

“Mr.

Mitchell?”

“How’s your arm healing up?”

“It’s a minor wound, actually.

papers and smiled slightly at the sound of

honor of attending the Mitchell

at the

extending the invitation, how could I possibly say

be there at 7 to pick

“Sure.

& Stay

up the

excitement, vigorously

Bryson,

you, didn’t

keep jostling me like this,

to ear, Lydia cradled her face in her

rise in the Mitchell

even offering to pick you up

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