Chapter 3
Two events of note occurred on Monday.
The first involved Emmett. As he’d promised, Clayton drove his friend to the surgery, and despite Emmett telling him to go home and that he’d call a taxi when it was over, Clayton said a firm ‘No!’.
“If you insist,” Emmett had said as he was whisked away by his good-looking, silver-haired doctor.
“I do,” Clayton called back, chuckling as Emmett winked at the doctor behind his back.
When Emmett had gone, Clayton rifled through the mess of magazines on the coffee table in the waiting room and managed to find a relatively recent copy of Rolling Stone. He smiled when he thought of the conversation about music he’d had with Emmett. Now he’d have a chance to take a good look at the music charts. Then he’d show Emmett. He took his magazine and
