Greg just huffed a sigh, putting the pen and the chart back in the holder, moving back to drop over in the chair.
"If you say so, Jacky," Any other patient, and Greg would have pushed- gave him the third degree to try and get his information. But with his girls in the room, and knowing the little he did about Jack, he let it drop, figuring either he had it under control, or he had someone to talk to about whatever it was. God forbid he told his PCP.