CHAPTER NINETEEN
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Come, friends, who plough the sea . . .
—Ibid, Act I
Dear Holder,
How’s Corbin doing? Does he have a fever? Does the wound look infected? Is he getting enough rest? Make sure he pushes fluids, too. Staying hydrated is an important part of the healing process. Has he said anything about me? Don’t let him pick at the bandages. In fact, don’t let him do anything. He should just lie around and recuperate.
Best,
Amy
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Dear Amy,
Corbin is the same as he was two hours ago when you last asked, which, I should point out, has been three times in the past twelve hours. The answers to your questions are: fine, no, I wouldn’t know since I refuse to look at it, yes, yes on the fluids, and you’re all he talks about (well, there is some occasion
