A Critical PathChapter 38
When Nick and Sally finally got to their bedroom that evening neither said a word but moved into each other's arms. They clung together, not passionately but lovingly and gratefully, both knowing that each had supported the other variously throughout the day. They undressed and washed silently. They were both weary but the silence was still eloquent. In bed together they once again just held each other. "Sally, my Puss, thank you," whispered Nick. "Diana clearly enjoyed her day and I was...