Jo's not gone that long, before returning with the glass refilled with ice water and a bowl of soup. It had taken her longer earlier, but Amy, who was a mom of the utmost, and someone needed to be today, while Jo balanced this and the downstairs disaster area, had left a pot simmering with soup all day, so it could be ready at any needed notice.

"You still awake under there?" She asked, as she was depositing one and then the other on his bed table.