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making the movement awkward. “Let me see.”
“Mia, really-”
“Mom.” I fixed her with her own patented ‘don’t argue with me’ look. “Please.”
She sighed but let me examine her ankle. The swelling was obvious now, though thankfully nothing зcemed broken. Gas hovered anxiously nearby, occasionally nudging Mom’s hand with his nose.
I helped her to a chair. “Mom.” I grabbed an ice pack from the freezer, wrapping it in a kitchen towel. “You only get clumsy when you’re distracted by worry. Usually worry about me.”
“You don’t need to worry so much,” I said, carefully positioning the ice pack around her swollen ankle. “I’m okay. Really.”
Mom’s fingers found mine, squeezing gently. “That’s my job, sweetheart. Being your mother doesn’t stop just because you’re having babies of your own.”
The simple truth in her words made my throat tight. Gas pressed against my leg, offering his own brand of comfort.
“who’s accompanying you to the appointment this afternoon?”
“Mom-”
“Because obviously you shouldn’t go alone,” she continued as if I hadn’t spoken. “And clearly I won’t be much help with this ankle.”
“I’ll be fine.” I started gathering the broken mug pieces. “It’s just a routine checkup.”
My phone’s cheerful chime cut off my response. Scarlett’s face filled the screen, her usual perfect makeup slightly smudged like she’d just woken up. Given the time difference in Bora Bora, she probably had.
“Why aren’t you answering my texts?” She didn’t bother with hello. “I’ve been trying to reach you for hours!”
“I replied. Just now. And good morning to you too.” I adjusted my phone so she could see me better. “Aren’t you supposed to be enjoying paradise?”
“Oh, I am.” Her grin turned wicked. “But the most delicious drama just landed in my lap and you’ll never guess-” She stopped abruptly, squinting at the screen. “Why is your mother on the floor?”
“I’m fine, dear,” Mom called from her chair. “Just a slight mishap with gravity.”
“Uh-huh.” Scarlett’s eyes narrowed. “And why exactly aren’t you elevating that clearly swollen ankle? Also, Mia, don’t think I’ve forgotten that you have an appointment today. Who’s going with you?”
I groaned. “Does everyone have my calendar memorized?”
“Only those of us who love you.” She paused, then added with careful nonchalance: “You know, Thomas is still in town.”
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