“Are you going to figure out who would go after him like that? Can you check on his status at the hospital?”
“Listen, I’ll find out what I can, but that’s not my first priority.”
“What are you doing then? Sitting here all day?”
“No. I’ve got a lot of errands to run and things to check into.”
“You can’t leave me handcuffed here all day with CJ. He’s going to ask questions, Chaos.”
“I didn’t plan on it.”
“Good.”
“I was gonna let you roam around the bathroom and the bedroom.”
“You do realize that I can just walk down there whenever I want to, don’t you?”
“No, you can’t.”
“What do you mean?”
“When you were showering last night, I changed the locks. You have to have a key to get out of the room and inside of the room.”
“What?” I shriek.
CJ’s head jerks up from his tablet, and he glances at both of us, watching us curiously for several seconds.
“I’m sorry,” I mumble and sign to CJ.
He nods but doesn’t glance away immediately. I smile at him and then turn my gaze back to Chaos. My body is turned sideways so that he doesn’t see my lips. “He feels vibrations.So, when we shout or footsteps are coming his way, or anything similar, he can feel it.”
“Good to know,” Chaos replies.
“Don’t you think he’ll wonder why I’m not going downstairs? What about when he wants something to eat?”
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“CJ and I are going out for the day.”
“Where are you taking him?”
“Riding.”
“He can’t ride on your motorcycle, Chaos. It’s not safe.”
“Why the hell you talking to me like that? You act like I don’t know any better.”
“Whatever. Can you at least make sure that you come back before I starve to death?” I ask as he stands from the bed.
“I won’t starve you. Can you please let him know that he’ll be spending the day with me?”
“I don’t know. Can you handle him?”
“Listen, we’ll figure it out. If I had been here when he was born, I would have had to learn how to communicate with him anyway, just like you did. You didn’t know American Sign Language when he was born.”
“No, I didn’t, but his needs were basic. He was a baby.”
