"I should be well enough for a round trip to the grocery store. About time I actually go somewhere other than my bathroom," Hayley replied casually, feeling as if a heavy weight had been lifted off her shoulders. "I'm not the kind of person who loves being cooped up for a long time. The only reason I didn't throw a good fit over the last few months is that you're such a fucking good cook." Gently nudging his shoulder with her hand that wasn't attached to her recovering arm, she chuckled and asked, "What's left in the fridge? Might be a good time to make the list before we head off. We're lucky that I've been saving up money for emergencies, but we gotta be careful in using it."