CHAPTER 34
“We’ll get those results from the strep test back in a few minutes,” the PA explained. Kimmie was still sweating from having to hold Pip down while the physician’s assistant tried to swab the back of his throat.
Tabitha scowled at her pad of paper. “May as well write him a prescription now, because I can pretty much guarantee it’s going to come back positive.”
Kimmie felt much more comfortable with the PA she met last night than the one examining Pip today. Tabitha was old and ill-humored and made Kimmie wonder if she had outlived her lifetime dose of both compassion and bedside manners. She stopped scribbling and looked up.
“How old did you say your son is?”
Kimmie had explained earlier that Pip was her brother, but this was the second time since then Tabitha had made the
