Days later in the oncologists waiting room, Michael sat back and grinned smugly, recalling the look of shock on Maggies face when shed walked into her surprise party. Beaus idea had been brilliant and contacting Ben to take care of the details had been a stroke of genius. All Michael had had to do was to provide the venue. He couldnt recall the last time hed had a party at his place.
Now, he glanced to his left at Maggie in the chair beside him and noticed that she seemed to have acquired a nice glow from her time in the Keys. He recalled his impression from the night of the party, that anytime she and Beau were close they were touching in some way, Maggie reaching to take his hand or Beaus hand resting gently on the small of her back, as though neither of them could stand to be apart from the other.
Making sure Maggie gave Beau a shot seems to be turning out successfully, he considered, feeling very pleased with himself.
Michael? called the nurse from the doorway.