"Anything else I can do?" he asked Julia.
"No. Get Clifford settled in, look after yourself, and I'll take care of things here."
He kissed me good night and hurried off. Julia examined my ankle again and looked at me askance. The skepticism settled in the corners of her mouth when she smiled.
"It doesn't look bad, Lorelei, no swelling, no redness, nothing."
"I'm fine. Just very tired suddenly."
I could see the suspicion narrowing her eyelids. "What happened back there, Lorelei? You weren't just complaining about an ankle. I've gotten to know you better. Something was frightening you. I never saw you that intense."
