The following morning, I was awoken by a knock on the door. Megan had stayed the night in my room with me, so she hurried to respond. Peter gave her a friendly smile as he slipped through the opening she created when she pulled the thick oak door open enough to allow him entrance. “In all the raucous, I don’t know if I mentioned how good it is to see you, Megan,” he said as he walked to the bed and set a bed tray containing a blood bag, some fresh fruit, crackers, and coffee onto the bottom of the bed. “I guessed that you’d be in here with her, so I brought enough for two.”“I’ll pass on the blood,” she said with a smirk, “but I’m happy for the coffee.”“The pink mug is yours,” he grinned. “Light with two sugars, right?”Her eyes sparkled with pleasure. “You’ve got a good memory, doc.”“Only for those peopl
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