Chapter 39 – Davey (Kathline)
Davey’s Point of View.
I winced slightly as the last of my six stitches were tied off, the clattering of the forceps into the metal bowl indicating I was all done.
“Okay, you are good, take this prescription to the pharmacy. By this time, ours will be closed, so I suggest Millets on Hylton Road. Finish the course, and if it gets hot and inflamed come back.” The doctor smiled at me.
I nodded, pulling down my polo shirt. Hell I stunk as badly as Twinkles cooking, from the smoke of the fire and I was in desperate need of a shower.
The doctor passed me a bag full of dressings to keep the wound covered and sent me on my way. I walked out into the hospital reception where Josie waited for me with Ben, both of them cleared by the doctors almost immediately.
