Finch still remembered how kind to her Gale had been when she'd first arrived here so long ago, frightened and alone and scared of her own shadow. He was one of the many people who had given her strength to go on here, to face her fears, to find her happiness. And she was grateful for it. So when she saw it, she smiled and closed her book, glad for the chance to talk to a friend.
"Of course," she said. "How are you?"
She knew he was seeing Madge, but they hadn't really talked much lately. Life did that sometimes...things got so crazy and out of control that you lost contact even with people you cared about.