WHEN I woke up, I wasn’t in the same bed that I was earlier. I looked around and assumed that I had been transferred to a hospital room. The room is pretty big and I am by myself. The room looks pretty good and one can mistake that they are in a hotel rather than the hospital.
Aside from the bed I was lying in, there’s a couch adjacent to the door with a table in front of it. There’s a big flat screen TV mounted on the wall, and I saw a door which might be the bathroom. The room is pretty spacious and smells really good too.
The door opened and in came Mark carrying bags of what looked like food.He’s still wearing his office clothes. He folded the sleeves up to his arms, and he’s not wearing a tie anymore.
Luisa: “Mark? Where’s Casey?”
Mark: “I had the kid go home to get some rest. He
