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    I didn't think a woman with a bad heart should be hanging around Mr. Cabrera but kept that thought to myself. However, I noticed a small smile curved Mrs. Krauss's lips. Apparently she'd had the same thought and was pleased by her conclusion.
    A kind-looking nurse stuck her head through the doorway. She was awfully pretty, with long, slightly curly hair, big brown eyes, and a warm smile. Her name badge read megan little, rn. I checked to see if Kevin was checking her out.
    He wasn't.
    It made me feel marginally better.
    "Mrs. Krauss," Megan Little, RN, said, "there you are. Your daughter is worried sick trying to find you. Come with me."
    Brickhouse looked like she was going to argue, but just arched an eyebrow at Mr. Cabrera, turned, and dragged her IV pole out the door.
    "Is she really sick?" Mr. Cabrera asked me. "There is that nasty flu bug going around."
    "She'll be fine." No one that mean could stay down long. "You could go be with her," I suggested.
    Boom-Boom pouted.
    Mr. Cabrera shook his head. "Nah. She broke up with me. I'm not gonna go crawlin' back."
    I silently added Again. Honestly, he had put up with a lot from her. Though I had to admit, I'd never seen him happier than when he was with her.
    And she did have a somewhat valid reason for breaking up with him. I couldn't imagine it was easy to live with certain death hanging over your head.
    Someone coughed from the doorway. I turned and saw a handsome man, early forties, big blue eyes, bright white teeth, standing there wearing a lab coat. A stethoscope hung around his neck. Ana perked up.
    "Doctor," she said, abandoning my hand to rush over to him, "is Riley okay?"
    "Coming through," someone said from the hallway.
    Ana and Dr. Feelgood parted, allowing Riley, being pushed in a wheelchair, to enter. He hopped out of the wheelchair and onto the edge of the bed, his legs swinging.
    The doctor patted Ana's hand and smiled at her. "Fine. The X rays showed no breaks at all." He looked at Riley. "With a sprain this severe, however, it's best you keep it easy for a few days. No skateboarding."
    Riley's dark blue eyes went wide. "What about work?"
    "What do you do?" Dr. Feelgood asked him.
    "I work at Growl. Sometimes the register, sometimes with food prep."
    The doctor bit his lip, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at how Ana stared at him.
    "It would be best to take a day or two off. The nurse has some paperwork for you, but after that you all are free to go."
    We thanked Dr. Feelgood, and he turned to leave. It was no surprise to see Ana follow him out. Even though she'd been dating riverboat security guard S. Larue—we still didn't know his first name—off and on for a solid month now, she was always on the prowl.
    "I can't miss work," Riley said to Kevin.
    "They'll understand."
    Riley scowled. He was a good scowler. "Ebenezer won't."
    "Ebenezer?" I asked.
    Mr. Cabrera said, "Russ Grabinsky." At my confused look, he added, "Riley's boss."
    I stared. I didn't even want to know how Mr. Cabrera knew the man's name when I didn't.
    "He'll fire me now for sure," Riley said. "He doesn't like me."
    "Your uncle Bill won't let that happen," Kevin said, clapping Riley on the back. "I'll call him tonight."
    It amazed me how the two of them looked so much alike. Both tall, dark, and brooding.
    "I can call him," Riley said.
    It still shocked me when Riley showed signs of maturity. One of these days I was going to have to get used to it.
    "No hard feelings?" Boom-Boom asked Riley.
    "Nah," he said. "Come into Growl sometime. Dinner is on me."
    Boom-Boom beamed and patted his cheek.
    Hmmph. He never let me p at his cheek.
    Megan Little, RN, poked her head in again. "Nina Quinn?" she asked.
    "That's me," I said, slightly confused.
    "Tam Oliver is asking to see you. If you could follow me?"
    Tam! I'd forgotten about Tam. I could only imagine the superfluous tests they were subjecting her to.
    "I'll be right back," I told Riley.
    Kevin's brows creased in worry. "Is