“I did so hope you would say that, darling,” she said.
The nurse looked in, beckoned.
“Well, here’s the tyrant again,” I said, getting up. “I’ll be back tomorrow. Take it easy. We have a lot to look forward to.” I kissed her lightly, touched her hand, went out.
There was another nurse waiting in the corridor.
“Miss Spence is asking for you,” she said.
“Okay,” I returned, looked at her. “How’s she making out?”
The nurse shook her head. “She was dreadfully burned,” she said. “I don’t think it will be long now.”
I followed her along the corridor to Lois’s room. A cop paced up and down outside. He nodded to me as I went in.
Lois was lying flat. Her face hadn’t been touched. They had told me that hot oil had flowed over her chest. She looked practically done.
I stood over her, waited.