Alexander Sinclair Came Back to Fairview Hospital to Defend His Injured Wife Against Her Family’s Demands
He set a folder on the desk and waited until I sat down.
“I’d rather say this once,” he said, “and to you.
Not to a hallway full of Whitmores.”
The light box hummed when he switched it on.
He clipped up three films, and the first one was of her ribs.
“The ribs here.
Four in a row on the same side.” He pointed with a pencil, not a finger.
“A fall down marble steps breaks whatever lands first.
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