At the entrance, I steadied myself. "Why are you pulling me in?"

Derek replied coldly, "My leg just started hurting again suddenly."

"It's fine," I nodded with a smile and pointed to a pair of house slippers on the floor. "Can I wear these?"

"Those are Veronica's."

Derek maneuvered his wheelchair and reached for the shoe cabinet. He took out a new pair of slippers from the top shelf and handed them to me. "Put these on."

"Okay."

As I kicked off my high ...