“You’re leaving already, sir?”
The helper was going to bring a pot of tea in but saw Rickard coming out while carefully closing the door.
“Yes.” Rickard nodded. “Don’t tell him I came here. How is he? The doctor said he’s better, but I’d like to know from you.”
The helper nodded. “He is a lot better and is very much in stable condition. He doesn’t wake up in the middle of the night anymore all thanks to Mrs. Duval’s medication…”
The helper realized that she had made a mistake when she mentioned Hesper, so she corrected herself. “I mean Ms. Rivera.”
“It’s fine. Thank you.” Rickard didn’t have more to say, so he said, “Grandpa and Aunt Curie are old, so don’t let them watch live streams too late into the night. There’ll be a rerun after that.”
“Hmm?” The helper didn’t understand. A live stream? What was he watching?
She was still confused as she watched Rickard disappear around the corner. She looked at the pot in her hands then turned to change it to ginger tea to bring over to
