They turned to the man, and saw that he was Danny, standing with one hand at the door, and weight on one leg. The gentle look in his eyes as he laid them on Sandrina was unmistakable, just as the way Sandrina smiled at him. “Danny,” she said, arose from the bed, and approached him.

He walked in and landed a tender kiss on her head. “I was wondering where you were.” He shifted his attention to Ray, who just drank the water. “How are you doing?” he asked as he walked toward the last chair in the corner. He dragged it to the side of the bed, and sat there.

Ray put the glass back to the tray. “I’m good, considering. Not to mention my stomach’s full now, thanks to Sandrina. She makes nice sandwiches.”

“That’s just the sand...

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