Chapter 121: Hernia Exam
Chapter 119
A few days had passed since the party. Laura had already flown back to Canada.
Now it was just me, sitting at the kitchen table with Dad at the Malibu beach house. We were both eating toast and scrambled eggs. Berta was moving around the kitchen.
Dad looked over at me and asked, "Are you okay, son?"
"Yea, just a little sad. Besides the obvious... Laura was a great friend," I replied honestly.
Before we could talk any further, a girl rushed into the kitchen wearing nothing but an oversized shirt. She looked around, slightly flustered.
"Excuse me. Is one of you Alan?" she asked.
Alan looked at me, then at Berta, clearly caught off guard. Slowly, he raised his hand. "I'm Alan," he said.
"Oh, good," the woman said, visibly relieved. "Charlie wants you to come upstairs."
"Why?" Alan asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Well... it's kind of hard to explain," she said hesitantly.
"Try," Alan replied.