Gay Epilogue 1
Jo stopped her little jeep and scrutinised the badly rutted track I had indicated she should turn up. “Are you going to be okay?” she asked. “I don’t mind walking.” Although there was no evidence of any lasting problems, to be on the safe side Dr Silverman had prescribed for me a regimen appropriate to someone who had suffered a very serious concussion. Because it was considered impact exercise, I wasn’t even allowed to resume running until after an all-clear at a six-month check-up. Dr...