Don entered the hospital room and looked sympathetically at Hannah as she lay weakly on the bed. He walked over to Hannah, pulled up a chair and sat down beside her. Hannah gave him a bitter smile.

"Hey, Don. I'm sorry for all the trouble."

"What are you talking about? I promised Susan I'd take care of you," Don sighed. "How are you feeling now? Any better?"

Hannah nodded weakly.

"The lab results are in. You've been food poisoned. It's being investigated because the ...