Sally smiled gratefully as she sat down on the chair offered and got under the quilt. She felt a bit awkward around Justin. Firstly, because she had been so mad at him, and secondly, well, he made Wayne happy. In a way that Sally never had and a very small part of her was jealous. She assumed it was Wayne had felt when she tarted dating Harold, not being the only one in her life.
But Justin was still her friend and she leaned over to give him a hug. "I'm glad you're alright. I assume Wayne's upstairs?" She resisted the urge to ask if he knew anything. Right now she was probably the person who knew the most, which wasn't a lot.