“Sorry about the chair. It’s the hospital’s rules.” She understood his hesitance. It was best for him to stay off his leg, though. She had to admit, she took longer checking him out then she needed too, wanting to put off there little chat as long as possible. Once she’d checked him out, she lead him to where she’d parked her little red car and helped him into the front seat, before putting the crutches and chair in the trunk. Getting in the driver’s seat, she pulled out of the parking lot and headed for home, “Did the doctor say how much longer you need to wear the splint?”
Thad shook his head as he watched out the window as the scenery slipped by. “She’s never worked with speedsters before, and was unsure of exactly how long it would take. But by the rate I’ve been healing, she estimated three days or so, and just warned to be cautious and take things slow.” As he spoke his gaze flicked over to Iris as she drove, once again spotting the trace of bruising on her wrists. “…How has Dawn been?” He asked, unsure of what else to say, since everything else he wanted to ask about, went back to the subject of her new bruises and scars.
“She’s good. She’s staying with my Dad and Uncle Barry for a while.” She explained, “Dad wanted to spend some time with her and I had a lot on my plate. I’m picking her up in the morning.” She was glad to keep the topic away from her current physical state, though she could feel him watching her. She pulled up to the house and parked, pulling the chair and crutches out of the back to see what he wanted to use. She could have done it much faster by speeding, but she was still in a fair bit of pain in her legs and lower abdomen region, so she walked, hoping he wouldn’t notice how slow she moved.
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