Josh thanked her again, ended the call, and returned to Zeth’s side in the downstairs bedroom of the A-frame.
* * * *
Zeth sat up in bed and looked around. “Hey,” he said when Josh walked into the room. “I need some exercise. What do you say?” He saw his cellphone to his left, sitting on a night stand.
Josh grinned from ear to ear. “Glad to know you want to survive. I like your drive.”
“I’m thinking a short walk down to the lake and back will do the trick.”
“And then we’ll change your bandage.”
“Ouch. That sounds pretty painful.”
“I’ll be gentle with you. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”
Zeth winked at him, smiled. “You’re a sweetheart, Josh. Tell me why you’re not married.”
Josh collected Zeth’s freshly-washed and folded clothes from a chair and carried them over to him.
