Chapter 12
Late Wednesday Evening, June 3rd
“I’ll be back!” Janet and Tom called out in unison.
“Dad what are you still doing up? You should be in bed. You need your rest.” Barb shot Janet a pointed look.
Tomasz Wysocki rolled his eyes at his daughter. “I’m not a child and I’m fine. Your mother and Janet here made sure I had my pills before your mom went up to bed. We’re just watching The Terminator and shooting the breeze, is all.”
“You know what the doctor said. And, you really shouldn’t be getting all wound up like this.”
“I saw him today. He said my pressure is down and everything else is improving. Didn’t your mother call you and tell you?”
“Well, yeah, but...”
“He said I could start getting out more and walking, even without the cane if I can manage it, too.”
Barb threw her
