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Story: Ill Will

“It’s decaf. I have a bag of it in the back of the pantry. In fact, I’d barely consider this coffee, but it helps the cravings.”
“Good. The last thing we need is for you to overdo it before you see your specialist. I called them right when I woke up.”
“Did they tell you they were booked?”
“They tried to. But I got you an appointment anyway. It’s at eleven.”
“Okay, thank you.” I picked up my phone. “I guess I need to download the Uber app.”
He turned to me, face twisted in confusion. “Why would you need to do that?”
“I don’t have a car.”
“I’m driving you.”
“You can’t skip work for this.”
“I’m the boss. I can do what I want. Work can wait while I make you breakfast and take you to the doctor.”
“B-but?—”
“Besides, Sally would kill me if I came in. Expect a delivery of flowers anytime now. She said she used the company card to get you something, and I have a feeling she went overboard.”
I was stillon the upswing even after the doctor’s appointment where I got the lecture of my life, which was made better by the massive flower delivery from Sally. Levi made sure I took all of my medicine before we even got back home, and I planned on pulling out my Kindle and ignoring the world for a few hours.
But there was another car in the driveway when we pulled in.
“Shit,” Levi muttered. “I’ll get rid of them.”
“Who are you getting rid of?” I asked.
“That’s Isra and Nancy. When they didn’t hear from you all day and I canceled last night, I told them you weren’t feeling well, and now they’re probably here to make sure we’re eating.”
“Really? They weren’t mad about what happened?”
“Absolutely not. They’re more worried about you. They’ve been texting me all day.”
“R-really?”
“Yes. Just give me five minutes.”
I grabbed his wrist before he could move. “We can’t kick them out if they’re checking on me.”
“We can if you don’t feel up to seeing them.”
“I’ve done a lot more feeling a lot worse.” His eyes narrowed in a silent warning. “And Iwantto see them,” I quickly added. “I feel terrible that I couldn’t go plant shopping.”
That proved to be a better answer. “Fine. But if you get stressed out at all, I’m sending them away. I love Isra, but she can be a lot.”
“I come from nothing,” I said with a sad shrug. “So a lot is kinda nice.”
Levi looked back over at me, a frown etched onto his face. After a second of staring into my soul, he got out of the car. I tried to open the door, but he locked it with the key fob.
“What the?—”
I stopped my complaining when he walked around to open the door for me.
“Did you really just do that?”

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