I picked my phone up off the blotter and called attorney Marcus Vance’s night line.

Vance answered on the second ring, his crisp voice alert despite the hour.

“Marcus Vance here.”

“I have the original discharge file from October twelfth,” I said, keeping my voice low and steady.

“He signed an Against Medical Advice form, forged my name on the mother’s line, and drained our health savings account down to four dollars.”

Vance was silent for two full seconds before he spoke in his deliberate way.

“Does the refusal form explicitly give financial constraints as the reason for discharge?” Vance asked.