“You look like a panda. Didn’t you sleep well?”
Gordon had dark circles under his eyes, and he looked at me with a hint of resentment. “Mr. Lancaster had a fever all night. I was up with him.”
So, Gordon hadn’t asked Verna for help. He had handled it all himself. I shook my head. “You’re making me look like a slacker.”
Gordon’s usually stoic expression cracked. He twitched his lips. “You’re joking, Mrs. Lancaster. But thankfully, Ms. Garcia was here last night. She gave Mr. Lancaster a shot to bring down the fever. He’s doing a little better now.”
As if worried I would misunderstand, he quickly added, “Ms. Garcia was hungry in the middle of the night and came out to find some food. That’s when she saw how bad Mr. Lancaster was. It was just a doctor’s compassion…”
I said nothing. His rush to explain made it seem like I was some kind of monster.
Verna put down the bowl and walked over to me, her voice sweet and full of remorse. “Mrs. Lancaster, I’ve been wanting to talk to you about last night. I’m so sorry. Bess and I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that, especially Bess. She twisted the truth and made you feel wronged. I apologize on her behalf.”
“As for the slaps,” she continued, “please don’t worry. I’ve talked to her. She won’t call the police or cause any trouble for you. I hope you can forgive us.”
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