“What about him?” Carolyn said. “Garrett told me he’d seen him the other day and Jim said not to even consider questioning his personal life.”
“Nah,” she said, waving her hand. Not that anyone could see her. “I think something is going on and I’m trying to get to the bottom of it.” She filled Carolyn in on what had happened in the past few weeks. “What do you think?”
“I think you might be on the right path. Sorry about your UTI and kidney stone. Those can be painful.”
“Thanks. I think I passed it by the sounds of it and it wasn’t horrible, but I’ve got the infection now. Life goes on. I’ve had worse things in my life. But it brought me in front of Farrah. Guess I got lucky to get the appointment with her.”
There were three doctors and three physician assistants here. The fact she got Farrah felt like a sign to nudge a bit.
She did. Got nowhere, but had to do her tiny part like she’d told herself she was going to.
“I’ll take that as the universe’s way of saying you need to find out more,” Carolyn said. “What could be your next step?”
“I’ll be honest and let Jayce know I saw Farrah. I know she won’t say anything to him, she can’t. But I’ll put it out there. Maybe just my presence alone could get the ball rolling. If there is something going on, they might decide it’s time to not have it hidden so much.”
“It’s a good start,” Carolyn said. “Keep me posted. We can put our heads together and work on it some more.”
“Thanks. I’m getting the hang of this. It only took the third kid for it to feel easy.”
Now it was time to poke at her son.
After lunch,Farrah’s phone went off with a text. She was on the last bite of her chicken salad sandwich and looked at her watch to see if it was important or not.
Her grin filled her face when she saw Jayce’s text pop up and caught the part about his mother.
She had a few minutes before her appointment, pulled her phone out and dialed.
“Hey,” he answered. “Let me close my door.”
She looked around outside where she was sitting on a bench and didn’t see anyone else around to overhear her.
Not that she was too concerned, but she tried not to be one of those people who talked about their personal life where others could hear.
“So your mother told you she saw me?”
“Yes. I hadn’t known she wasn’t feeling well and am glad it doesn’t appear to be anything major. I still worry, even all these years later.”
Stacy was a cancer survivor. Farrah was friends with Jayce when his mother was sick back then. They hung out in groups more than anything, but everyone had been aware of what was happening.
“It’s a valid concern for anyone,” she said. “But she appears in excellent health to me other than today.”
“I remind myself of that,” he said. “Did she try to dig some? I’m positive my name came up.”
She laughed. “I know she was digging. My mother does the same.”
“But your mother knows you and I had a date alone, my mother doesn’t,” he argued.
“Fair point.” There was some silence on the other end.
“What do we have?” he asked.
She knew this would come up but hadn’t known it would be now.
Then she had to ask herself why she hadn’t thought it. She wanted more than Jayce just being Archer’s friend.
The past Saturday the three of them went hiking and did a scavenger hunt that she and Jayce both put together with lists of things for everyone to find to surprise Archer.
It’d been a blast. She thought she might have had more fun than her son.
