"Speak of the Devil," she said with a smile, so relieved to see her husband.
She looked at her son. "You don't have to go."
Then she looked at Tony. The worry was easy to see. "I don't know. They haven't given me any updates yet. The doctors here are more tight lipped than spies. Anya?"
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