Comfortable Silence

SERAFINA

I nudged Dario with my elbow to shut him up.

Dante had already grabbed a piece of toast and started eating like someone who had not seen food in weeks.

“Slow down,” I told him.

“I’m rebuilding my strength,” he said with his mouth full.

Dario sat down at the head of the table beside him.

“You’ll need it. Tomorrow morning we run again.”

Dante froze for a moment. His eyes immediately ran tow