At one fifteen, Dr.

Arispe brought us into Exam Room Four.

Lily lay on the raised exam table under a clean white sheet, holding her plush pink rabbit against her shoulder.

Her skin was pale pink instead of deep scarlet, and she was sipping apple juice through a yellow plastic bendy straw.

“Her core body temperature hit a hundred and three when the paramedics loaded her into the ambulance,” Dr.

Arispe said, pulling a rolling stool up beside the bed.