Chapter 25Cal approached the room he used to share with Mitch, what seemed like months ago. Incredible to think it had only been a couple of days. The door was open, the light on. He took a breath and tapped on the door.
“Mitch, you in there?”
“I’m here.”
He heard the springs of the cot. When he went inside, Mitch was standing beside it. The two cots were still fastened together. Cal stopped just inside the door.
“You’re released from the infirmary?” Mitch asked.
“Yeah. The doc wanted to keep an eye on me overnight to make sure the water I inhaled doesn’t give me a lung infection. But there’s no sign of it. I’m fine now.” His voice was hoarse, and he’d caught a glimpse of himself looking pale in a mirror on the way up here. But he tried to put a brave face on, as appealing as the pros
