After exchanging contact info, London awkwardly opened a food delivery app on his phone with his left hand. His right hand was completely gone and swathed in white bandages.
Allison glanced over and said, "Need a hand with that?"
London offered an embarrassed smile. "Thank you so much, Ms. Allison."
Taking his phone, Allison was momentarily taken aback by the screen. Every option was a meal priced under a few bucks.
She checked out the app's interface. It was a budget meal service.
Allison never knew meals could be this cheap. Her brow knitted slightly. Meals this cheap couldn't even cover the cost of the ingredients, could they? She could only imagine what went into them.
Seeing her hesitation, London asked, "What is it? Anything under a few dollars would do."
Allison handed the phone back. "I just remembered seeing someone selling ready-made meals downstairs at the hospital for the same price. I can grab one for you. It'll be quicker than delivery, and you'll eat sooner."
"Really? Isn't that a hassle for you?"
Allison shook her head. "Not at all, it's just downstairs. Hang tight."
She left the hospital and ducked into a nearby café.
Pulling out her phone, she sent a message to Joy.
Allison: [Has Peyton eaten lunch yet?]
Joy quickly replied: [Probably not. She came by around nine, and we haven't had time to eat.]
Allison: [Okay.]
Allison ordered three meals, all light and patient-friendly.
Suddenly, she thought of something and called for two caregivers.
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