Page 189 of Share with Me

Willow must’ve noticed his action. “Hey, you still have your wrist. That’s one more blessing to count.”

A realization dawned on Ivan. “That’s right. It’s still here.”

“And you have all your fingers on both hands. They still work, don’t they?”

“Yeah.” He had been googling for some freebie wrist exercises he could do that didn’t require a therapist. Whether they were any good or not remained to be seen, but he could thank God that his wrist was slowly coming back to form, though what form, he had no idea at this time.

Functionally, he could move his fingers, yes. So all was not totally lost, was it?

His sister stopped humming. “Want to teach some piano while you’re here? Sub for me while I study? I have an exam coming up in two weeks. Will you still be here?”

Ivan thought for a moment. “Maybe if you don’t kick me out of the house by then.”

“We’re getting along all right now. Maybe we’ve grown up.” She smiled. “Sub for me and you don’t have to pay rent.”

“Deal. But you know I won’t stay long. I just need a place to sort things out.”

“A pit stop? That’s okay too. But if you go negative on me, moan and complain, you’re out of here.” Willow got off the futon. “By the way, how long are you going to keep that beard?”

Ivan’s fingers scratched under his chin.

“You think your girlfriend would like it?”

“Not sure—”

Ivan stopped and wondered about his own words. He should have said, “I don’t have a girlfriend.” But what had come out of his mouth said otherwise. How could he consider Brinley still his girlfriend if they had broken up?

“Yep, you were right. You’re still in love with her.” Willow waltzed away.

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