Part 76 (2/2)

Walker motioned for Cal to take a seat by the dining room table. Cal settled down, then removed the washcloth from his temple. Instantly blood began to trickle down his face.

”Are you sure you're not going to need st.i.tches?” Lindsey asked.

”That's what I'm thinking,” Walker said.

”I'll be fine. Try the bandage,” Cal told him. ”Go on, Lindsey.”

”Oh. Okay. Well, she, um, got this weird look on her face and then she just blurted it all out. She told me who you were and that you'd always wanted to be a part of my life, but you didn't want to push and that you were my biological dad and stuff. So I wanted to come see you.”

Cal groaned. ”Did we just walk in the house and leave your mom parked out there?”

Lindsey laughed. ”No. She went to get coffee. I'm going to call her when it's time to come get me.”

Walker tugged on his skin. Cal did his best not to react to the pain. The bandages were put in place, but Walker didn't look pleased. ”These aren't going to hold.”

Lindsey moved close and wrinkled her nose. ”He's right. You really need to go to the hospital.”

”In a minute.” He smiled at her. ”I'm glad you're here.”

”Me, too. I thought, you know, maybe we could be friends.”

”I'd like that.”

She glanced at Reid and Walker. ”It's nice to have more family. I've always wanted that. Are any of you guys married?”

Walker snorted. ”Reid settle down with one woman? Not likely. I've been out of the country and Cal...You're going to have to talk to him about that.”

Lindsey glanced at him expectantly.

Cal shook his head. ”Another long story,” he said, knowing there was no way he could explain about Penny.

”That's too bad. I'd like some cousins or even half brothers and sisters. I wouldn't even mind babysitting. Well, at least until I go to college. Then I'll be really busy.”

Impulsively, Cal grabbed Lindsey's hand. ”Thanks for coming to see me. I know you're all grown up and have a life, but maybe we could get together for lunch sometime.”

She ducked her head, but squeezed his fingers. ”That would be nice. I can give you my cell number. We can talk and stuff. And e-mail, too.” She grinned. ”I love e-mail.”

”Me, too.”

Reid pulled the towel away from the cut on his jaw and showed it to Walker. Just then a fresh gush of blood dripped down the front of his s.h.i.+rt.

”That's it,” Lindsey said forcefully. ”I can see I'm going to have to take charge here. You're both going to the emergency room. You need st.i.tches. There's no discussion about this. I just went through chemo and a bone marrow transplant. I think you tough guys can survive a couple of st.i.tches.”

”WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?” Dani asked as she sat next to Cal in the emergency room. ”You're too old to be fighting each other.”

”We weren't thinking,” Cal told her. ”That's how fights usually start. No one plans them. Well, Reid kind of planned this one.”

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