“Of course, we will,” he said without hesitation, and Peter nodded.
I went to sit beside him on the bed again. “I’m so glad you guys are here. I don’t think I could get through this without you. The people here are nice, but they didn’t know Nate.”
Roland took my hand in his. “We’ll be here as long as you need us . . . and longer if they feed us steak every day.”
I let out a shaky laugh. “You and your stomach.”
“Speaking of food,” Peter cut in. “It must be almost time for dinner.”
The last thing I wanted was to be around everyone, but I couldn’t expect my friends to go to dinner without me. “Give me a few minutes, and then we’ll go down.”
I was in the bathroom, splashing water on my face, when I thought I heard a knock on the door. Drying my face, I walked out to find Roland and Pete
