bowing my head.
âWhat do you suggest?â
âLetâs get her on some Aricept,â he says. He pauses. âShe lives where?â he asks.
âMagnolia Manor.â
He nods. âCan you give her a break from there for a few days? Can she get some time to change her environment? She could use the stimulation of activity. She certainly seems curious and physically able.â He turns to her. âDonât you Lane?â
âI donât know anything about that,â she responds.
I decide itâs not the time to tell doc Iâm already on the change-of-venue case.
Iâm not sure heâs offering us better advice than I couldâve gotten on the Internet. Heâs prescribing pills and a change to her environment. Still, at least now I have justification for keeping Lane with me. Doctorâs orders.
Pete looks at his watch. He says he should get to his next appointment. In parting, he tells me heâd like to see my grandmother again in a week.
âBut call me tomorrow and give me an update.â He hands me a card with his cell phone number.
At a modest dining room in the basement, I ask Grandma what kind of sandwich she wants. Before she can answer, a woman behind the counter wearing her pink dyed hair in a tight bun informs me that she doesnât have sandwiches but, rather, panini or flatbread.
âCanât I just call it a sandwich?â I ask. âShe was born before the advance of the panini .â
âDonât talk about me when Iâm standing right here,â Grandma says.
I order a flatbread with tuna for Grandma and, for me, panini with chicken and pesto sauceâthe chief difference between these items and sandwiches being price. Sixteen dollars later, I help Grandma into the car. We have ninety minutes to kill before our meeting with the mystery stick sender. In the meantime, I want to drive Grandma by her dentistâat least to follow up on yesterdayâs missed appointment. Maybe she saw a man in blue when we were sitting in the parking lot outside. Maybe Iâm pulling at wild strings.
I snap in Grandmaâs seat belt and start the car. As I start to pull away, I see a car inching around the corner behind us. Itâs a Prius. Like the one from the park.
Chapter 16
âF lume,â Grandma says.
âWhat?â
âItâs a narrow opening,â she says. âI used to be an English teacher and sometimes I use big words even though it can be impolite.â
Sheâs either looking at the traffic scenario or Iâm giving her too much credit. Weâve slid between a red flatbed truck carrying lumber and a beautifully reconditioned classic Jaguar. The Prius is five cars back. I canât make out the driver but he appears to wear a hooded sweatshirt. I canât see the license plate.
âYouâre on edge, grandson.â
âNot at all. Everythingâs under control.â Not exactly.
My thinking: If I take three quick rights, I can get behind him, or I could pretend I donât see him and let him get close.
âBe careful, Irving,â Lane says.
I look forward and realize Iâve almost hit the truck in front of us. I slam the brakes to avoid collision.
When I look in the rearview mirror again, the Prius has disappeared.
Twenty minutes later, I pull into the parking lot of Brown & Morrow. Theyâre located in a modest two-story complex that includes a dentist, a dermatology clinic, and an imaging center with an MRI machine. At the entrance to the small parking lot stands a weather-worn statue of a woman I think is supposed to be Hygieia, the goddess of health. Weeds grow at the base of the deityâs cheap plaster seat.
We were here yesterday, when Grandma refused to exit the car to go to the dental appointment.
âDoes this look familiar?â I ask.
Grandma doesnât say anything. Sheâs looking down at her game device, turning it over in her
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