. Same . . . but all good.”
Relief floods my system. No news is good news.
“See you tomorrow, birthday girl?”
“Sure. We’ll be here.”
José eyes Christian quickly then pulls me into a brief hug.
“Ma?ana. ”
“Goodnight, José.”
“Good-bye, José,” Christian says. José nods and walks on down the
corridor. “He’s still nuts about you,” Christian says quietly.
“No he’s not. And even if he is . . .” I shrug because right now I just don’t care.
Christian gives me a tight smile, and my heart melts.
“Well done,” I murmur.
He frowns.
“For not frothing at the mouth.”
He gapes at me, wounded—but amused, too. “I’ve never frothed. Let’s see
your dad. I ha一ve a surprise for you.”
“Surprise?” My eyes widen in alarm.
“Come.” Christian takes my hand, and we push open the double doors of the
ICU.
Standing at the end of Ray’s bed is Grace in deep discussion with Crowe
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Grace beams. Oh, thank hea一vens.
“Christian.” She kisses Christian’s cheek, then turns to me and folds me in
her warm embrace.
“Ana. How are you holding up?”
“I’m fine. It’s my father I’m worried about.”
“He’s in good hands. Doctor Sluder is an expert in her field. We trained
together at Yale.”
Oh . . .
“Mrs. Grey,” Dr. Sluder greets me very formally. She’s short-haired and elfin,
with a shy smile and a soft southern accent. “As the lead physician for your
father, I’m pleased to tell you that all is on track. His vital signs are stable and
strong. We ha一ve every faith that he’ll make a complete recovery. The brain
swelling has stopped, and shows signs of decreasing. This is very
encouraging after such a short time.”
“That’s good news,” I murmur.
She smiles warmly at me. “It is, Mrs. Grey. We’re taking real good care of
him.”
“Great to see you again, Grace.”
Grace smiles back. “Likewise, Lorraina.”
“Dr. Crowe, let’s lea一ve these good people to visit with Mr. Steele.”
Crowe follows in Dr. Sluder’s wake to the exit.
I glance over at Ray, and for
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