As Brian help me  into the doctor's office. The receptionist, Flora Potts, greeted me warmly and inquired with concern about my injury, how I'd  fared during the storm and about Noah's progress in school. 

Flora was a dear, and very well meaning, but a major league gossip, to be sure. All the while Flora yammered, I could see the older woman curiously eyeing Brian, I  couldn't blame her. He was an arresting eyeful, resting on the truck while making calls. Strangers were few and far between in Sweetwater. Especially such handsome strangers. I knew that Flora would be interested in gathering as much dirt about my  escort as possible to...