"Ha ha! I was just joking around with him. That escalated quickly." Leena could not help but laugh. She jumped off the swing, walked towards them, and finally sat down.

  "Just ignore him. He's been in a bad mood these days since you asked him to be a model. Why do you still try badgering him? Of course he's pissed." Daisy took a look at Leena helplessly. She just didn't get why Leena and her son couldn't get along.

  "It's not my fault. He talked to me first." Leena picked up a small piece of cake and popped it in her mouth. She was not worried that Justin might really hate her. They always bantered back and forth. It was always a game of wits, nothing serious. She just figured she'd give him time. He was young, after all. That was just how they were with each other. Always poking, trying to get a rise out of the other.

  "You're not a kid anymore. So why don't you grow up and stop making fun of him. He's a child." Belinda did not know what to do with them, either. Those two had fought like cats and dogs since she met them.

  "But he's so cute when he's mad," Leena protested. She didn't even try to hide it, the little minx. She just liked making fun of Justin. She always couldn't see why it was so wrong.

  "Would you listen to yourself? In the future, he might fight back in a way you don't like. He is his father's son." Though it was her son who was bullied, Daisy didn't want to come between them. No actual threats were made, and she trusted Leena, so she just let them be. But she felt she needed to warn Leena. Her kid was quite precocious, and given to scheming. She didn't want it to cross over from harmless fun into something worse.

  "Ha! He's a kid, what could he do?" Leena was not worried at all. She was adaptable, after all. She wasn't worried a

  so stubborn. He was not an ordinary child, after all. Sometimes he thought about things more deeply than the adults. Duke was happy that Justin accepted his explanations and decided to help Leena. It was the right thing for the kid, and the right thing for Leena.

  It was not an ordinary day. There was a special patient at Tom's hospital. Why was this patient special? She headed directly to Tom's office, and refused to be examined by other doctors.

  "What are you doing here? I'm not running a mall. You can't just walk in here." Tom put the film on the desk and looked at Patricia, frowning.

  "Huh! Of course I can. Or is your hospital off-limits to me? If I didn't need your help, I wouldn't be here." Patricia was annoyed. She didn't brake fast enough, and crashed into a guardrail. It was lucky she wasn't in a real race, otherwise the other contestants would have smashed into her as well. Then she'd be in a world of hurt. Right now she was a little banged up, and nothing hurt worse than her pride.

  "There are other hospitals and doctors. You don't have to come to me." Tom would never talk to her if she were not Leena's friend. As it was, she was trying his patience.