After Rune dropped off Maggie, he parked at Harris’ house for one last home nurse visit before Thanksgiving. Cara skipped down to the fish house to study for a makeup calculus exam.
As he attached the pulse ox to Harris’ index finger, Rune grinned at the older man. “You’ve done it, my friend. Recovery from heart surgery can be a haul, but you’ve made it to the other side. Congratulations.”
“Thanks go to you, kid. You’re a fine nurse.”
“Nah. You did this. Give yourself credit. You’re a tough old sailor.”
Harris chuckled as Rune marked down his vitals. “Runs in the family.”
“Says the father of the police chief.”
Harris put a hand on his shoulder, making Rune look up in surprise. “She’s not as tough as she seems, though,” he said. “So watch how you handle things.”
Okay, then. This was
