Joe smiled.
"The truth is that I'm fine. The one that is scared is Ronnie. Read everything you can get his hands on about pregnancy and babies. And I think the books are even more frightening.
"Good grief, a boy Zac repeated. Are you going to call Joe Junior Cat?
"I want a girl," admitted Joe. Her smile softened. A redhead, like her mother.
"Well, So what is the rest? Zac asked. Seeing the look of surprise on Joe, added: "You said it was only in part a courtesy. That means there is something else. What have you been besides that?
"Oh, yes. Steve Horowitz called me and asked me to be present when you speak. Zac
immediately tightened as he pulled the shirt. Steve Horowitz was his doctor. What Joe wanted to be there when you talk to him?
- Why?
Joe said nothing, but his smile faded.
-At the end of the hallway is a room official said. Steve said would speak there.
A chat in the officers' room. That was even more serious than I had imagined Zac.
"Okay," he said quietly. It was absurd to put pressure on Joe. He knew that his former boss did not say anything until it appeared Steve.
- How's your knee? Joe asked as they walked down the aisle. He walked slowly on purpose, without forcing the pace, so Zac could follow. Zac
felt a twinge of irritation he knew well. I hated not being able to move quickly. Damn, once used to beat all speed records during physical training.
"Today I feel better," he lied. Each step I took hurt like crazy. And most ridiculous of all was that Joe knew how much it hurt.
pushed the door of the officers' room. The room was quite nice, with big, overstuffed chairs and a huge window overlooking the gardens. The carpet was of a slightly lighter shade of blue than the sky, and the upholstery of the chairs matched the lush vegetation that grew beyond the window. Zac surprised colors. I used to go there late at night when I could not sleep. In the darkness, the walls and furniture had seemed gray. Steven Horowitz
entered the room one step behind them.
"Well," with its strong and efficient ways. Joe greeted with a nod. Thanks for coming, lieutenant. I know that you are also very busy.
"To this, no, sir," Joe said quietly.
- What is "this" exactly? Zac asked. It was not so restless since last time I had come to "sniff" in a data collection operation behind enemy lines.
The doctor said the sofa.
- Why do not we sit down?
"I'd rather stand, thank you," Zac had spent much time sitting in the first years after being wounded. He had spent too long in a wheelchair. If I could choose, and never sat.
Joe sat on the couch and stretched his long legs. The doctor sat on the edge of a chair. His gestures seemed to announce that it planned to stay a long time.
"This is not going to like it," he said sharply to Zac, "Yesterday I signed their high for him to leave the center. Zac could not believe what I was hearing.
- What?
"She's going away," said the doctor, not unkindly. Today, two in the afternoon.
Zac and Joe looked at the doctor. This evening he was looking for the bitterness, but did not contradict Horowitz.
"But my physical therapy ...
-Han over, "concluded the doctor. You have recovered sufficiently to use the knee y. ..
- Enough for what? Zac asked, enraged. Why hobble? That's not enough, dammit! I have to be able to run. I have that power ... Joe
straightened in his seat.
-Steve told me that takes weeks to learn your history, "said Zac calmly to the Alfa Brigade commander. Apparently, no improvement ...
"Because I'm having a bad time. It happens in this kind of ...
-Your therapist has been concerned because it is you, "interrupted exceeding Horowitz. It is working too hard.
-Cut the roll-Zac grabbed the stick so hard to be transparent knuckles. I have been out of time, eh? -Back at Joe. Someone upstairs has decided that since I've taken enough, I have to leave my empty bed for the deal some other unhappy without hope of recovery at all, right?
"Yes, they want your bed," said Joe nodded. It is partly that, yes. Senior centers, places are limited. You know.
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