"You're not fine on your own. Not permanently anyway. And you know that's not what you want," Joy said.
"It's fine," Hope said.
"You've used the word fine twice in the past two minutes. You're anything but fine. Whenever you say things are fine...." Joy said, now starting to smile in spite of herself.
"What?" Hope said, smiling too.
"More like all bloody hell is breaking loose. That's what. If you say you or everything is fine one more time, I'll have to check CNN and make sure we aren't code red," Joy said.
They both laugh.
"You know me all too well," Hope said.
Isaiah looks at his mother laughing and raises his eyebrows slightly. Then he turns back to Hope and laughs with them too.