As soon as Hank entered the room, Gretchen smiled.
“You are back,” she said. “How was work?”
“Hectic,” Hank replied. “Dinner?”
“I wish I could ask that.”
“You will,” Hank said, hugging her. “First, get better. ”
Next day, Hank stood dressed in his suit.
“Have a nice day at the office,” Gretchen said.
Hank left, smiling. Outside, he locked the door and faced a crumbling wasteland. He walked, unafraid.