The hours went by and so did the food. Jules was very adept with her one usable arm. Though weak to the point of struggling to hold a spoon, she took her time eating and would leverage the long handles of the grill to heat her meat. When necessary, Matty would help her out, which wasn't often and only when she politely asked for it.
All that remained was the alcohol in their systems.
William's relationship with Marta had developed into a silent friendship. Whenever they saw something weird, they would exchange looks and funny faces. No words or jokes were necessary, and since Marta was naturally shy, he didn't expect any more out of her either.
William expected wrong.
