“You look much better.”
“Jesus!” Daisy exclaimed and turned in her seat towards the voice. “You startled me,” she said and placed a hand to her pouncing chest.
Jim walked into the kitchen and took a seat at the kitchen table where Daisy had been pushing the eggs around the plate for at least half hour.
“Sorry about that, I thought you heard me enter,” he drawled and looked at her with a slight frown on his face.
Daisy smiled shyly. “No, I guess my mind was off wondering somewhere.” Her voice was small as she spoke and she returned her eyes on the plate of cold eggs.
Jim nodded his head in understanding even though she was not watching him. He was thoughtful for a second then he asked, “You don’t eat eggs?”
“What?” Daisy looked up, not understanding the question, then she saw him indi
