It was Saturday and Michael felt restless. He was feeling reasonably well and knew that within a few days hed be feeling the effects of the next round of chemo.
Maggie wasnt coming by. Not today. She and Beau were spending the day together. Michael didnt resent that in the least. He was making it his mission to see that Maggie was happy, and if that involved her falling in love with a retired baseball star, so be it. Even if she needed a little push.
He smiled to himself recalling her apoplectic response to his abandoning her so that she and Beau had dinner alone last week.
She likes him. Hopefully, they have a good day together.