Topher chuckled softly at her question. "I promise, no running. Just walking," he promised her as she squeezed his hand.
He was glad of Mel most days. Her bubbly, happy nature helped lighten even the darkest days. Like after the war, he had thrown himself into work, disregarding his own health in favour of those in need and if it hadn't been for Mel's insistence on getting Mari, he probably would have gotten much worse than he had been.