Essay On A Walker

The next morning, Charlie woke to a warm body pressed against her back and an arm draped across her waist rubbing her wrist. “Bass?”

“Morning,” he answered softly, his warm breath brushing across the bare skin of her shoulder. “Your wrist looks fine this morning. Not a hint of green to be found.”

“That’s good,” Charlie whispered in return, trying to control her breathing. “How’s your head?”

“It still aches a bit, but It appears as if I’ll make a full recovery. Apparently not as fast as you though.”

Charlie held her breath for a moment before rolling over, lifting her hand to his face. “It must be awful to be as old as you and Miles if the recovery time is as slow as yours.

Charlie felt the corner of his mouth curve up just before …show more content…

“Who’s Flynn?” she asked after the doctor left, leaning back in Bass’ bed crossing her arms underneath her breasts.

Looking over at Bass only to find him ogling his niece, Miles grabbed her robe and walked to the bed. “How do you know about Flynn?”

“Whatever happened yesterday has to do with him, doesn’t it?” Charlie answered matter of factly as she let him help her out of bed and on with her robe.

“Join us for lunch,” Bass suggested, taking Charlie’s hand in his own, effectively breaking the tension between Uncle and niece.

“That’s not happening,” Miles mumbled as he turned towards the door.

“I don’t know, your idea of a good time is to get me run over!” She called after them, a grin plastered on her face as Miles growled.

Xxxxx

She met Danny downstairs.

“We need to find an empty house. Someplace bigger than this one room, where we can practice.”

“Are you sure?” Danny asked, looking at his sister skeptically.

Charlie nodded. “It’s time. There’s only so many lamps we can smuggle down here before someone gets suspicious.”

Danny sighed. “We’ve got time for a walk before lunch.”

Xxxx

Jeremy was waiting for them in Bass’ office when they arrived.

“So...Flynn.” Bass said moving around to sit at his desk while Miles poured himself a drink and Jeremy took a seat.

“The driver of the wagon was found with a broken neck a block away in an abandoned building. One person remembered someone matching Flynn's description