Ethan
I balanced on one leg and one arm, palm and sole sinking into the blue yoga mat. Keeping my breathing measured, I slowly switched to downward dog yoga position, then back up into warrior one.
The muscles in my back protested at first, then unkinked one by one. With careful deliberation, I leaned forward until I balanced on just one leg, arms stretched out over my head.
My phone rang in the other room. With a grunt of effort, I returned to a bipedal stance and padded into the bedroom of the guest house.
The screen displayed the clinic's number. I'd been scheduled off for the day, but I knew there was a possibility I would be called in anyway.
I tapped the screen and held the phone to my ear.
“Hello?"
“Hey, Dr. E. It's Harper, at the clinic. Hate to call you on your day off, Do
