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Reluctant Rescue

... when I was nineteen. Sherry took care of me and Gina.” They were walking in the garden, holding hands and talking when Cliff came out. Laban dropped her hand, felling a little guilty, and Cliff smiled. “Don’t be embarrassed,” he said. “I know Andrea loves you and I’ll only be mad if you let her down. I don’t think you will. You’re a remarkable young man, Laban. Please, hold her hand if you want to. Hug her or whatever. I really don’t mind.” “Thanks,” Laban took her hand again. “I’ve never met any of my girlfriend’s fathers before. I’m not used to having a girlfriend so young.” “I know,” he said. “I wouldn’t ordinarily approve. You met under extraordinary circumstances. Those romances don’t usually work out, but I know my daughter. Her mother was six years older than me. I think you’re going to be just fine. You’re looking a little pale, Laban. Are you ok?” “I think I should lie down,” he said. “I just didn’t want to stop talking to Andrea.” “Yes, she’s a stimulating auditor. I enjoy talking to her too. Take him to his bed, Andrea.” She took his arm and led him upstairs. The house was full of antiques and the bed in the blue room was a tall four-poster. Andrea got him a pair of shorts and an undershirt and helped him put them on. She got a footstool out from under the bed and he climbed in. She pulled up the covers and got him a bottle of water. “There are seven bathrooms up here,” she said. “None of them are connected to a bedroom but the nearest is two doors to the left ...

... when you come out. My bedroom is the first door to the right. There’s another bathroom one door past my bedroom. If you’re hungry, ring the bell. If you want me, text me.” He leaned back into the big fluffy pillows and closed his eyes. “I’ll be back in three hours if you haven’t come down to change your bandages.” She kissed his forehead and went out. He slept until she came back and woke him up. “The doctor said you could take a shower if we put these plastic bandages on,” she told him. “Do you want to shower?” “Very much,” he said. She taped the sheets of plastic over the old bandages and he got clean clothes and went to the bathroom. He showered, brushed his teeth and shaved. She came in after he got back and changed the bandages. Her hands were unbelievably soft and he was in a daze of contentment as she worked over him. He felt so warm with her fussing over him. She made him take a pill and he soon fell asleep again. She was gone to school when he got up and he dressed and made his way to the kitchen. Cliff was drinking coffee and reading the paper when he came in. A maid appeared and asked him what he wanted for breakfast. “What do you have?” he asked. “Nearly anything you want,” she told him. “Do you want me to choose?” “That would be nice. Just as long as there’s juice and coffee involved, I’ll be fine with whatever you make. What did you have, Cliff?” “I had waffles.” “Can I have waffles?” he asked her. “Of course. They’ll be ready in a few minutes. I’ll bring juice and ...