Chapter 81

Mary

The next day was the same as the others. Breakfast, walk with Libby in the park, lunch, physical therapy. I was surprised to get a call from my dad inviting us to his house for dinner.

This was strange, because he usually took us to some restaurant or something, but I decided not to argue. At the agreed time we went to my parents' house.

" Why the last minute invitation? " Pyotr asked " Your father usually likes to plan things in advance.”

" I don't know, he must be feeling lonely," I yawned. “I just hope he doesn't try to drag us off to some opera or theater or whatever.”

" I warn him, you're tired," he assured me, taking me in his arms as we reached the door to the old man's house. He climbed the steps to the front door, setting me down and supporting me so that I could take the few steps to the door and ring the bell.

To my surprise, it was Ian who answered, staring at me with a nonchalant look on his face.

" Hey, you're standing up " he smiled.

" Can you support her while I