Duong Quoc Dinh He dozed and, later, awoke to an empty room. Ging Wa led him by the hand to the examination room. She looked down at little Bob who’d fallen asleep amongst his toys. She got Dan undressed so she could see his wound. It was clean.
“Billy Livingston took good care of me.”
Ging Wa said nothing. She smelled the wound, breathed deeply, and was satisfied. She cleaned it and redressed it. She looked into her husband’s eyes and gave him a long, passionate kiss.
“I hope that not everyone gets that sort of treatment after an examination.”
“Only the attractive young men.”
He held her tightly and breathed deeply. “You smell like medicine.”
“You smell like a horse.” She sat down on his lap and put his head to her breast. “I am glad you’re home, Dan. I had a dream that I lost you and it made me very sad.”
“I thought I was going to die, Ging Wa, and it made me sad, too. It made me very afraid and I want to tell you I’m sorry. I’ll never go away again, I promise you.”
She held him more tightly. “You will do what is right, Dan, always.” She pulled his head up and looked into his eyes. “We will do right, always, as that is what we do.”
The Mule Tamer; Chica's Ride
Published on August 28, 2014 19:20