Scott's face relaxed and he leaned back against a mound of white pillows. "Good. So I assume Chase is in jail now?"
"I would imagine," Nancy responded. "The police took him away."
"What a pity. He was a good mechanic, before…"
"Yeah…" agreed Nancy.
"So… this is probably the worst time to ask this, but…" Scott trailed off.
Nancy swallowed, having a pretty good idea what he wanted to know. "No, it's…" She swallowed again. "It's fine."
Clearing his throat Scott came out and said, "What's your answer?"
It was the moment of truth. Slowly she smiled. "I love you."