Flair came walking back in with a large cup of coffee, handing it to a delighted Grandfather. "I better not get in trouble for this" she teased him as he laughed out loud.
"Don't worry, I'll tell them I got it myself" he grinned "That will make them even angrier."
"What is the plan Grandfather?" Flair asked, perching on her seat "When are they going to discharge you? Do you need a nurse to help look after you?" she asked and I glanced at the man.
That thought had not occurred to me, but if he had been looking after his health in the first place, he would not have been in the hospital having suffered a heart attack.
He scowled "I don't want a nurse hovering over me, telling me what to do and what not to do" he complained out loud "It's embarrassing at this age. I just want to be free
