When Matt and Liz finally got out of bed, they ambled over to the shower and lost themselves for another good while, enjoying each other’s company until their rumbling stomachs finally drove them into polite society.
Things felt new and fresh as they walked to run errands and pick up Aster from her sleepover in the recovery ward. Even the most mundane things felt brighter and more vibrant. Despite Liz stopping to get a hair elixir, and furiously scratching as her hair grew out nearly a foot, the morning was turning out to be enjoyable. The salon trimmed her hair back to its former length in short order, while Matt ducked out to collect his bond.
When he arrived at the hospital, a woman with slitted eyes, similar to the woman who had healed Matt the last time, was waiting for him. Their e
