Days passed. Patsy went to work in the hospital. She didn’t care that she wasn’t around Delia all the time. She didn’t want that. It would look too suspicious if Patsy kept bumping into Delia at the hospital, anyway.

In the evenings they went back to their flat, relaxing for a few hours before heading to bed and doing it again the next morning. Patsy and Delia didn’t have much time together when they worked. The important thing was they both had each other, especially after what the two of them went through, hopefully for the rest of their lives.