"Hello, Beautiful!" Ezekiel exclaimed when he walked into Terri's room.
Terri looked up at him and then turned away, blushing.
"Sorry for embarrassing you like that," he said, blushing himself.
"No problem," she replied. She looked down at her hospital gown. "If I knew you were coming I would have changed into a ball gown or something?" She smiled at her joke.
He smiled. "You're just like my sister," he said. "She used to talk like she was writing a romance novel."
Terri grinned and looked down at one of the romance novels that Paige had brought her. "I'm not writing one, but I'm reading one."
He grinned. "Is that one, one of those that is full of sex?"
"And lies," she said, smiling.
"Ooh, sounds interesting."
"Yeah."
They laughed and then Ezekiel pulled out the wheelchair. "Your chariot awaits madam," he said, bowing at the waist.
"Thank you," she said, as he handed her, her robe. She pulled it on while he helped her out of the hospital bed and into the chair.
While Ezekiel wheeled her down the hall he talked to her. "Do you have very many visitors?" he asked.
"You, my dad, Hazel, Jimmy, and Paige, pretty much," she said. "I think Spinner would come but he's still beating himself up. He thinks it's his fault I'm in here."
"But it's not."
"I know, I keep telling him that. It's just—I don't know."
Ezekiel nodded and wheeled her into the gym and helped her with her leg exercises and let her try them on her own.