He unbuttoned his coat, stopped three feet in front of me, and tapped his gold pen against his wristwatch.

“What on earth are we doing here, Rebecca?” he asked.

“She’s being admitted,” I said.

“The ultrasound showed a six-centimeter mass.”

Daniel let out a sharp breath through his nose and looked past my shoulder toward the nurses’ station.

“You pulled her out of school without calling me,” he said.

“Do you have any idea what kind of out-of-pocket deductible we’re looking at for an overnight hospital stay?”

“She was seen in this exact emergency department thirty-five days ago, Daniel,” I said, pressing my lips together before I went on.