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‘I need something a lot stronger than that. Can I have a large whisky?’

‘No.’

‘I have fractured my kneecap, haven’t I?’

‘I don’t think so, you’ve probably ripped a tendon. I’ll be able to tell more in the morning.’

‘I don’t think I’ll last till the morning.’

Cat laughed, putting her arms round him. ‘Come on, into the sitting room and then I’ll make us something to eat.’

‘I bet you’re going to have a drink.’

‘Too right I am.’

She managed to help him there, limping and hopping and groaning, and settled him on the sofa with his leg up.

‘Now, stay there . . . here’s the paper, you can do the crossword.’

‘I don’t think I’ll manage that, my brain feels peculiar.’

‘How’s your head?’

‘I didn’t do anything to my head.’

‘No but you might have a headache. Do you?’

‘I think I do actually.’

‘Does your back tingle? Have you got a peculiar taste in your mouth?’

His eyes widened. ‘What would that mean?’

‘Oh sweetheart, if I can wind you up, you’re fine.’

‘I thought doctors were supposed to be sympathetic.’

‘So we are, except when their patients have more than enough sympathy for themselves and some to spare.’

She went into the kitchen, poured herself a large gin and tonic, and then got Kieron’s painkillers. His knee was going to be far more painful tomorrow and for quite a few days after that and he needed proper relief, and though she was as sure as she could be at this stage that he had not broken anything, she still might need to take him in for an X-ray. She was off duty now, and a trip to Bevham General was the last thing she wanted, especially at the weekend when ‘Please be aware, the waiting time is currently four hours’ would be chalked up on the board.

‘Right, sit up a bit more on those cushions and take these. How’s it feeling?’

‘Awful. I don’t think you appreciate how much pain I’m in.’

‘I do actually, I’ve done it myself and worse. Try breaking a leg in three places and a collarbone, on the ski slopes.’ She leaned over and kissed his cheek. ‘Darling K, I really am sorry and I do know how much it hurts and I promise when these kick in it will feel so much better. I’ll get us something to eat and then you should go to bed.’

‘Bed? I don’t think I could get up the stairs.’

‘Yes you could, once you’ve got pain relief.’

‘No, I think I’d better sleep here.’