Page 47 of Doctor Holliday

She considered reaching out to Logan’s family, but being that she was simply the doctor on call—no matter who had called her—she felt it best to stay out of it. The baby had been adopted, and she hoped that new family was thriving.

“I think I’m a Chiefs fan now.”

“Nope.” Keaton shook his head. “You can’t do that.”

“Why not?” Ruby asked as she downed the rest of her apple juice. They were circled around Lucy’s mother’s kitchen table snacking since the game was over and regular TV programs were on now.

“That’s not how fandoms work, kid.” Keaton shrugged. “You go down with the team, man.”

“Don’t listen, Rube.” Lucy slipped her around Ruby’s shoulders and gave her a squeeze. “Fandom rules don’t kick in when you’re only ten.”

Ruby laughed and high-fived Lucy.

“Did you get your project done?” Keaton asked her. “For Social Studies?”

“I did.”

“Because your mom will kick me if you don’t have it done when I get you home.”

“It’s done, Dad. Swear.”

Keaton met Lucy’s eyes with a skeptical frown. She laughed softly.

“Cal, how about you? How’s the term paper coming?” Lucy glanced at her daughter. Callie looked up from her phone and yawned.

“It’s not due until April, Mom.”

“Right. But Mr. Moran suggested you get started on it sooner rather than later.”

“Mr. Moran told us to have our topic for tomorrow,” Callie said calmly.

“And what’s your topic?”

“The use of fiction in propaganda.”

Ruby stared at Callie with a blank face.

“I agree, Rube.” Keaton nodded.

“Can we get ice cream?” Ruby asked.

Lucy blinked. “You just ate a bunch of hot wings. I don’t think ice cream is a good idea.”

“Next weekend.”

“Oh.” Lucy snorted.

“Can we get ice cream next weekend? After my skating party?”

Lucy glanced at Keaton, who only shrugged.

“Well, I like ice cream.” Lucy looked back at Ruby. “What if we make a deal?”

“Like what?” Ruby folded her arms on the table and tipped her head to look up at Lucy.

“If you have your project turned in, and you study hard for that reading vocabulary test Wednesday, I will do my best to talk your dad into getting you ice cream.”

“Deal.” Ruby held her hand out for Lucy to shake. From the corner of her eye, she could see Keaton smiling.