Gunther sighed, turning to face Valois. “I missed you. Why didn’t you come to the hospital?”
“I did.” Valois slid both arms around him. “They told me ‘immediate family only’ and so I went home. I knew you’d call me or come to see me when you were ready to.”
Gunther leaned against the inexpressible comfort of him, resting his cheek against Valois’s chest and closing his eyes. “I’m sorry. I should have called,” he whispered.
“You had your family to worry about, and then finding a place to live. Had you been alone, I would have offered you my home, but that would not have been fair to your son.”
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