By now, Luc expected something traumatizing and emotional to happen. And as much as he hated to admit it, through Dury, he'd understood and felt more in a few days than he had in the past couple of months. No matter how stupid and corny the plan seemed, Luc would see it to the very end. He was surprised when Dury took him to an unfamiliar building, a private center for the treatment of the handicapped. Luc had thankfully never needed such medical attention, nor had any of the members of his family or close friends. They entered the facility, and to Luc's shock, no one stopped them. A couple of nurses even greeted Dury, smiling brightly at him. Dury waved back at them and kept walking. They took the elevator to an upper floor. All the while, Luc ached to ask what was going on. He got his answer when they walked out of the elevator and stopped in front of a gym. Through the windows, Dury nodded toward two familiar figures, a redheaded woman and a man in a wheelchair. Luc recognized the woman at once.
