ERIK
"I'll drop by tomorrow," I said to Uncle Franz as we got ready to leave. "To see how you're doing."
"Stop it, kid, I'm just fine," he grumbled, with a half-smile at the corner of his mouth. "If you really want to drop by, though, bring your friend," he chuckled, mentioning Amy, who'd just left the room. "Although I doubt you'll be friends much longer."
I arched an eyebrow.
"You know your father really likes to gossip, uh?" uncle Franz laughed, slapping his knee. "Congratulations, she's really cute ..."
"And do tell me, when did he tell you?" I protested. "You were in a coma!"
"Earlier, with the mind link," he replied, shrugging as if it were obvious. "Not that I needed him to tell me - I mean, all that bubbling s****l ener ..."
"Okay, you need some morphine," I decided, pr
