“Hal! Please, darling. It will be a lovely trailer. And all that... that other is over. As though you were just sick for a little while.”
“And cured by a hurricane? There’s a tired old expression about an ill wind...” He stopped as she surrendered to a truly massive yawn. Long after she was asleep he stayed awake, thinking and planning. And reveling in the feeling of confidence that had been lost for so long.