“Thank you,” Kiki said to the orderly as Taren tucked her hand in his arm.

“Have a great day!” the orderly beamed, and then turned the wheelchair around and headed back into the hospital.

Taren walked with her around the car and opened the passenger side door for her. “Up you go.”

“I feel like an invalid.” Kiki pulled herself up into the Jeep and Taren never left her until she was safely inside, and then he closed the door.

A moment later he climbed into the driver’s seat, clicked his seatbelt into place, and then slid the car into gear. “How’re you feeling?”

She nodded. “Okay. This is going...