CHAPTER 181

TOMMY WALKED TO THE DOOR as quickly as he could and opened it helpfully. It was again the same woman who had taken him to the hall for lunch.

— Good evening — she said, ever obliging.

— Good evening. — he replied curiously.

— I need to let you know that the flight will leave at the end of the night. We will serve dinner in a few minutes, right here, so that you can have a good rest until departure. Do you need anything?

— No thanks.

chef will be here soon to serve you. Have a good night!

A few minutes after the woman left, a cook arrived with a cart ready to serve a full dinner.

Following every polite protocol in existence, the man set the table in a separate area of the suite so that Tommy could have dinner, similar to room service at a five-star hotel, and left, leaving him to his own devices. After the meal, he lay there alone in that huge bed, as he hadn't done in many years, thinking about his wife. The longing was already greater than the worry that had plagued him for the last two days, regarding Katherine. He missed her warmth between the blankets, of dozing in each other's arms, even though minutes later they both separated to sleep their own dreams, her scent...

When he was already able to see her by his side, the conversation he had had on the phone interrupted his simple daydreams.

What would that war story and all that be?