They didn’t need any more pushing. When they arrived back at Claude’s home he was already there and had sent out for Thai food for dinner. The air itself smelled edible. “Oh my goodness, I’m starved,” Jessica moaned, peeking into the containers. “There’s plenty. I guess I should have checked to see if you guys liked Thai.” “Right about now, I would eat a shoebox,” Vincent joked. They filed out to put away their things, leaving Melanie and Claude in the kitchen. “You’ve got to be thrilled,” he said. “Oh you have no idea.” She lowered herself into a chair. “I feel as if a boulder has been lifted.” She slowly shook her head. I don’t know what I would have done…” “Thankfully, it’s not an issue. In a few days Alan will be out of the hospital.” “I can’t thank you enough for all that you’ve done. For being there.” “You don’t have to thank me. I wanted to. Alan is my dear friend. And you…” his gaze danced over her face. “I would do anything that you needed.”
