The tacos were delicious, and I got to meet Sally, Frank, and George. They all worked the night shift on the 3rd floor. I might not run into them again, but it was delightful to eat dinner with them. George was hilarious. He told terrible jokes and laughed at them before anyone else could causing a cascade of laughter. Frank caught this hometown girl up on everything that was going on in town and the surrounding area. I had missed how friendly people were here. Sally did a ten-minute download of her favorite show, survivor. I had seen a few, but I believe I was an expert on the current season after our conversation. I thanked them all for the discussion and for inviting me to their table. They told me that they enjoyed the company.

When I got back to the room, mum had claimed the recliner again. She looked up at me and said there was no reason for both of us to stay overnight and that I could go home, get the mail in and straighten a bit. She promised to call if there was a problem and kissed me good night on my forehead. I wanted to protest, but there was only one recliner, and it was clear I was not welcome. I leaned over Gran and gave her a kiss goodnight. I whispered in Gran's ear I loved her and that I would see her soon. I thought I caught her smile a little, but I believe that it was wishful thinking.