Something's changed, and she looks sad. "I'll check your ribs and then leave. That's my final offer." I add a smile to put her at ease, but she doesn't return it.

She heads my way and I move back to let her pass. She walks to a side table next to her bed and I'm right behind her. She gives me a look then looks at the drawer. Her face flushes and I know something is up.

"Stand back there while I get the cream out." She points toward the door. "We're heading to the ...