David tried to avoid all conversation as he sipped on the hot chocolate. Lucy was content to just silently gaze at him. She didn’t want to rush things and place him in an awkward situation. For now she was happy to just have him back.
“That is the first warm thing I’ve tasted in many days,” David said, licking the last bit of chocolate from his upper lip.
“I am glad you like it.” Lucy jumped in at the opportunity to strike a conversation. She brought in a tray full of freshly baked brownies from the kitchen and set them on the table. “You must be starving. I can’t even imagine what you’ve been through.”
David helped himself to the food without hesitation. He was so hungry that he felt he could finish all 20 brownies himself. This was the first time he was enjoying homemade brownies. It
