#Chapter 101: The good mood balloon

I pushed aside the uneasy feelings – they may have been all for nothing, anyway – and exited Grandfather’s room quietly, following Alexander and pulling the door almost-closed behind me. We were halfway to the elevator, passing the floor’s reception desk, when I saw that nurse again. The one who was in Grandfather’s room last time Alexander and I were here together. Who had given him a look of longing and a needlessly close pass of her body. She was standing behind the desk, turned to the side photocopying a document on the glass scanner of a big printer. She caught sight of Alexander as we approached and did a less than discreet double-take. The last time this happened, Alexander had ignored her attention. The nurse rudely kept her eyes on my man as he and I passed the desk, walking side by side. Alexander again acted willfully blind to the situation, not reacting in any way. I decided that enough was enough. If he was not going make a point of showing her that he was taken,