I tried to clear the frog out of my throat. “Why, Titus?”
“Do you need anything? I wanted to check on you.”
“Because you think a pathetic do-gooder like me wouldn’t have friends to take care of him? Whatever game you’re playing, I’m not interested. Buzz off,” I yelled, then hacked up half a lung as I ended the call. That could have gone better.
What a skunk!
After I drank some water, I settled back onto the couch and slept for a few more hours. When I awoke, it was after six and the news was on. Yeah! I’d survived another day of Court TV. I slowly stood and shuffled my way into the kitchen to make soup. Before I could open the refrigerator, I heard a knock on the door.
Liz had said she’d stop by to clean up a bit and check my stock of food and water. Was that today or tomorrow? I coul
