“I’ll come back early tomorrow morning to see you before school starts.”

“Okay, Dad,” Grace said, giving him a small, polite nod.

“Thanks for the drawing tablet.”

“You’re very welcome,” Daniel said, turning his head to look at me across the bed.

“If you finish going over those billing papers tonight, Rebecca, just leave them on the nightstand so the night nurse can drop them at the desk.”

“Good night, Daniel,” I said.

He walked out of the room and let the heavy oak door swing shut behind him with a quiet click.