“Szia.” Johanna Bodnar glanced up, and a delighted cry escaped her lips. “Hello to you too, Erzsebet!” She embraced her friend, clutching her around the neck as if it had been years since they had seen each other rather than five months. Elizabeth’s bodyguard advanced and then retreated when she waved him off. “I did not know it was you I was meeting in this place today!” “Neither did I.” Elizabeth grinned. “I suspect a mutual friend with some connections arranged it. So, how have you been? Have the doctors been able to give you some answers?” Johanna sat and patted the bench beside her. “I am on the mend. It is not all good news though. They say I have lupus.” “I’m sorry, Johanna. That’s difficult news. But it’s treatable, right?” “Yes. It is serious, but there is medicine. And I have to take care of myself.
