He slowly reached for her hand and took her into his arms.
She pulled away, frightened by the gesture, not understanding his intent.
He pulled her close again, this time, bringing his face close to her ear, singing –
“Heavenly shades of night are falling, it’s twilight time…”
She closed her eyes and swayed back and forth as he danced her down the white, sterile, hallway.
Together, they sat for awhile on the bed, leaning into one another.
“Goodnight, my dear,” he whispered, “I’ll be back tomorrow.”