“You should be there tonight. If for no other reason than to make sure I don’t fall down the stairs.” My eyes go wide. “You’re going?” “My first outing with my new hip.” I frown. “Is it safe?” She shrugs. “You should probably come along to be sure.” “This is not fair.” I groan. “But you’ll come?” “Fine,” I say. She grins. “Good girl.”
