Trish nodded and walked back over to him. “You have a daughter yes? What is she like?”

Serena smiled and said softly “that’s amazing. I would love hear something you have written some time…” she flinched and held her ribs for a moment, closing her eyes for a moment. 

John smiled at her and nodded. “In the desk second drawer. There’s tracing paper and pencils.” He turned the map again and rubbed his eyes again.