Carl is standing by my car, looking solemn and distressed.
"did you get to see your mom?" says Sarah as we all climb into the car.
"Oh yes", he says as he settles beside me and reaches for his seatbelt.
"How is she", say I.
"better than i expected. Despite all the protection gear, we actually had a bit of a chat. Short visit. she is still weak and exhausted. But out of danger."
"What's wrong", says Sarah.
"John, one of her friends who came with her. He just passed away this morning. From covid."
"I am so sorry, Carl", she says, placing her hand on his shoulder from behind.
"Can we go somewhere for lunch? I am super hungry right now..."
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