Alexander Sinclair Came Back to Fairview Hospital to Defend His Injured Wife Against Her Family’s Demands

I have a right to see her.”

“You have a right to a lobby,” I said.

I moved in front of the door.

I didn’t touch anyone.

I just stood where the door was.

Behind me, the pump in room four cycled and stopped, cycled and stopped, and I could hear it through the glass.

“Before anyone goes in,” I said, “answer one thing.

Rosalie came to your mother’s house Thursday with a blue folder under her arm.