“I need you off your feet for three full days.

Keep the ice pack on your ribs for twenty minutes of every hour.”

“The store manager, Wyatt, gave the patrol officers his written statement before the ambulance left Highway Nine,” Sarah said, stepping closer to lower the bed rail.

“He handed over the store security drive with six camera angles.”

On the vinyl chair beside my bed lay the yellow baby blanket, folded into a tight fourteen-dollar square on top of my canvas tote.

“That customer, Greg, waited in his car until the patrol car showed up,” Sarah added.