From The Grey House:
“You’re hurt! I’m sorry!”
“I dislocated my shoulder. It’s not that bad.” She lied. “Let’s sit down. Are you hungry?”
“Yeah, but I’m more worried about you than anything else.” She sat in the booth and looked at Natalia. “Nat, you were gone like two months.”
“Yeah.”
“What happened? I thought you might have gone into rehab again until the detective showed up.”
