Declan Griffen was sitting at the table located on the roof of the “Harris Medical Facility”. It was a nice morning and he had a pleasant trip from his home to visit his friends and fellow tribesmen.
“Have a nice trip, Declan?” Doctor Harris asked as she handed him a plate of venison, carrots, and onions with some barley-bread toast.
“I did! Thank you! And before you ask, everyone is fine,” Declan responded as he pulled out his six-incher and wiped the blade on his leather pants-leg. “Em is as beautiful as ever and the girls are growing like weeds. Gordon will get there in the next six months.” As he ate, he flashed mental pictures of his family to the doctor.
“How’s Mei Lee doing?” Harris asked as she sat at the table with a plate of toast for herself. “Has she improved at all?”
Decla
