There was a knock at the door, and Lacey called out, "Come in." Jack poked his head in and asked, "Are you hungry?" Lacey simply nodded; the last thing she remembered eating was breakfast with Noland.
"Any updates on Noland?" she inquired, a hint of hopeful optimism in her voice. Jack shook his head. Her heart sank. "They've been praying over him all day. He's still unresponsive, but his pulse has gotten a little stronger," Jack said, trying to remain positive.
Lacey felt grateful for any sign of improvement. "That's really great, Jack."
"Let's get over to the caffy," Jack said with excitement. "What's a caffy, Jack?" Lacey asked. "It's the cafeteria," Jack responded, swinging the door open.
"Duh!" Lacey muttered to herself with an eye roll. Of course, that made total sense. The caffy,
