departure date neared, I watched in stunned silence as Daniel began folding his linen shirts and placing them into his designer suitcase at the foot of our bed.
\”A chance like this comes once in a lifetime, Helen,\” he said, refusing to meet my eyes as he zipped the bag shut. He argued that since I was confined to bed anyway, there was no reason for him to waste a perfectly good ticket. He promised to call every day and send back stories of his adventures to keep my spirits
