"Good luck," Michael said. "They'll call me when it's time to run you back."
"Don't go too far," Michele told him before she buzzed Mr. Dolan on his intercom.
"I won't need you to run me back, Michael," I said. "Thank you, but I would like to walk and see some of Quincy."
"If you change your mind, I'll be nearby," he said. He glanced at Michele and left.
"Mr. Dolan, Lorelei Patio is here to see you. Okay," she said and cradled the receiver before putting her hand against her lower back and coming around her desk to escort me to the inner office door.
"It's better if you walk more than sit and stand in one place," I told her.
She smiled quizzically and tilted her head to the right.
"How would you know? Don't tell me you've had a baby."
"I won't. I just know," I said.
She raised her eyebrows and started to reach for the doorknob.
