#Chapter 216: Nothing good

Fiona “I just realized something—his doctor never called me back. When I was there at the nursing home, I left a message for him. The nurse said he’d call me.” Alexander frowned down at me. “Why don’t you call him right now?” I had just finished telling my husband about my idea for moving Grandfather here to the palace, creating a hospital suite in one of the many empty rooms and hiring medical staff. Alex’s slightly narrowed eyes had seemed a bit skeptical at first, but of course he told me that if I decided I wanted to do such a thing, he would of course support me and do all he could to help. He offered to take the baby, so we unspooled her from the wrap around my chest and I handed her off. Then we started walking back to the West Wing together, Alex holding Lexi and me calling the nursing home on speakerphone. A nurse or receptionist of some sort answered the line. When I introduced myself and requested to speak with my grandfather’s doctor, she got a nervous hitch to her voi