Quiet Time Away....Or Is It?

[Doc Holliday]

He in turn picked one up himself and studied it. He then took a bite of it, cocked his head as he concentrated on the taste. He then nodded, stopped and tasted before nodding again and swallowing the bite.
"This is very good but without one that is homemade, I would not be able to tell," he stated. "But," he said pointing up with a finger, "You are correct. Mass produced food is easy and often not bad but at home people can add their own flare to anything. My mother's biscuits and sausage gravy in the morning was a favorite of mine. She made it like no one else."

For a moment, he thought of his mother through a deep, slow sigh. He had lost her when he was young but remembered her so well. It also reminded him just how old he really was and how that secret stayed hidden. He then looked back to her and smiled.

"Who would have thought we would have some quiet time here on a Freeport. It is rather nice not having to get ready for the next surgery or being called for something in an emergency." He shrugged. "It is even pleasant not being stuck in the cockpit of my freighter running goods and of course, having a good staff takes a lot of the load off of me for the Enterprise."
He then smiled at her. "This may sound cliche but thank you for taking some time to be with me."

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