Tony leaned into Abby’s touch as she gently cupped his cheek. She had put down the rail and was sitting on the edge of his bed, feeding him ice chips, regaling him with the story of how she pretended to be his wife in order to get in and see him.
“You should have seen her expression, Tony. It was priceless,” Abby proclaimed.
“I bet,” Tony said.
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