C12 The Mint Julep Murder: Chapter Twelve
Gran fussed as we sat in the room, waiting for the doctor. “I’m fine.”
“I know. But the doc wanted to check your wrist and talk about your meds,” I reminded her.
“We need to be at the shop, not running around appointments all the time. We don’t both need to be here,” she replied.
“It’ll make me feel better.”
The doctor knocked and shuffled in. “Morning, ladies, sorry I’m running a tad late