Chapter 46

“Feeling better this morning, babe?” I heard Marco’s familiar voice ask before I registered his presence.

“As I told the nurse, I’m not sure. At least I slept better.”

He gave me a kiss, then placed my laptop on the small table next to the bed. Do they call those things nightstands when they’re in hospitals?

“Thanks. At least that will give me something to do: I can spend all day sending you annoying e-mails, for example.”

“Knock yourself out,” he said, “but don’t make me have to put you on my ‘blocked sender’ list. I understand you’re being moved later today.”

“So they tell me,” I said,

“A private room might be a bit more peaceful, and there’ll certainly be less activity at night.”

“Yeah.”