Fred lays in bed silently, gazing up at the ceiling.

Through his partially open window, the chilly night air filters in the subtle aroma of rain.

In contrast to the ragged breaths of the morning, his chest rises and falls steadily.

Thanks to Linda and Dr. Stanley's visit, he is emotionally and medically stable.

He feels lighter, even better, although his mind keeps returning to Louisa and the quarrel that had caused him to almost lose his mind.

The sharp edges of the anguish are blunted, but the recollection still hangs there.

The shock had been lessened by Linda's surprise visit, which calmed his jangled nerves.

However, he still cannot...