Chapter 20

Frost sniffled and nodded. "Okay." From that day onward, she went to visit Peter at the hospital every single day, spending about an hour with him each time. Peter would talk about the food they used to eat, the places they'd gone together, and the books they had read. It was as if five years of silence had all built up just to pour out in this one stretch of time. Frost could tell he was trying to bring them both back into the warmth of their shared memories and those few bright, beautiful fragments that they shared. However, it was impossible not to stumble into the dark ones, as the bad moments had been too frequent. Any slight tug could pull them into the stain of their past, heavy with things neither of them wanted to remember. She cooperated as best as she could, within limits. Peter also tried to carefully steer their conversations back whenever they veered too close to the painful parts. They were both walking on eggshells. His recovery was smoother than Daniel's, and