He got up from his bed soon after that — against Hayley’s protests, although she subsided once he promised he would sit down on the sofa in the living room. After admonishing him to stay put, she went into the kitchen and got him a glass of water, and also brought a plate of cheese and some grapes he had in the refrigerator.
“I didn’t know if you’d want any wine, after all that,” she said as she sat down next to him.
“Not right now. Maybe later.” Truth be told, he was experiencing a weariness that seemed to have settled into his very bones, and he honestly didn’t think that drinking alcohol would help with that at all. It was good to sit here by Hayley, to steal a glance at her, to watch the light from the lamp across the room shimmer over her golden hair. During the time he’d been on th
