55-Soup
The doorbell rang, bringing Daphne out of her thoughts. Hopefully whoever was at the door would leave soon. She was rather enjoying the peace and quiet. But when she opened the door she gasped in surprise.
"Dr. Crane, are you all right?"
Niles didn't look all right at all. He looked absolutely miserable. At once she took his hand and led him into the condo, taking his coat. One touch of his forehead confirmed her fear.
"You're sick. I'll make you some soup."
He smiled weakly as she touched his burning cheek. "You're an angel Daphne. Thank you so much."