“Mr. Grover? Are you still there?”
“Yes.”
“May I come to visit with you? It is very important.”
“You’ll be alone? I don’t want to see Bud.”
“I promise I’ll be alone.”
Again the mental picture of the beautiful big strong man who had taken him to heights of passion, lying broken, floated into David’s mind. “Okay. If you think it’s really necessary.”
“Thank you, Mr. Grover. I appreciate your willingness to do this.”
* * * *
The navy Corpsman had said he was off duty at the weekend, so David told him to visit then. David had to wonder how close the nurse and Bud had become, as well as where he fit into the equation. He found, much to his relief, that he hadn’t spent the time between the Corpsman’s phone call and arrival worrying about it. This he hoped was a good indicator of how far his recovery had progressed.