Dexter and the doctor came out together. The doctor was saying a few things to him, and Dexter looked pretty happy. He came over to me and held my hand. "
His fingers were a little cool. His grip made my heart settle in my chest. "Is there something bothering you?"
He could always see through me. I shook my head. "No, I'm fine. Let's go home."
I was distracted the whole way home. Peter said that he used to be my doctor, and Ewan said that Peter had claimed that Dexter was perfectly fine while I was the one with the problem. What did these things mean?
"Mr. and Mrs. Black, Mr. Martin has organized a family gathering, saying that it's an annual affair for the Black family. You two have to attend," Ewan said.
Dexter looked impatient. "What a nuisance."
It had occurred to me that Martin would find an opportunity to aggravate Dexter.
After all, Dexter had foiled Martin's plans too many times, so Martin was probably already suspicious of Dexter.
