Meet the Fish

I sighed in relief when I saw Alec leaning against his car, which was parked in front of the hospital. The breeze fluttered his red shirt and long, dark hair.

I needed a hug. Sure, Wyla could have hugged me, but it wouldn't have been the same.

As soon as he saw me approaching, he opened his arms. I rushed into his embrace, relaxing by degrees the instant his body heat warmed me.

"I was expecting Wyla."

"I told her I would drive you. I hope that's okay."

"More than okay. Thank you. Have you waited long?"

"Not that long. Are you hungry? We could have dinner."

I shook my head. "I've eaten, but we can stop somewhere so you can eat. I'll keep you company. Besides, I need a favor."