“You hear anything?”
“It’s been a couple of hours.”
Instead of answering, he picked up a magazine from the end table and started flipping through it. He found a half-finished crossword puzzle, and after searching his jacket pocket and not finding anything, he asked his brother if he had a pen. He didn’t.
“I’ll see if I can get one from the nurse.”
He came back and started filling in the puzzle, occasionally tapping the pen against his teeth.
“That’s really annoying.”
“The pen. You and that fucking pen.”
He stopped and filled in thirteen across, incorrectly.