Nolan thought. There’s only one Jesus, and he did what no human ever can. I’m just trying to instigate some social change, remind people of the Golden Rule. Sure, I’m doing it on a big stage, but— He blinked. Alice was standing behind the television, watching him. “Food’s getting cold,” she said softly. He looked down at his plate and saw that it was no longer steaming. “Sorry,” he said. “Saw you favoring that shoulder,” she said. “Let me take a look.” Nolan hesitated. “It’s fine. It’ll be fine, really.” “Let me check to be sure,” Alice replied, averting her eyes. “I need to feel useful.” Still Nolan paused. It wasn’t that he didn’t want her to be his nurse. She’d already proven herself qualified. He just wasn’t used to letting anyone see what was under his clothes. Mostly to avoid hurting her feelings, he finally conceded.
