I leaned down, and she wrapped her arms around my neck and hung on.

She held on while Thomas signed the discharge papers.

The rabbit’s left ear pressed against my collar, and her breath came slow against my neck.

“You’ll follow up with the pediatric clinic on Tuesday,” Thomas said, sliding a folder with the kinship order and the clinic address across the counter.

Sophia lifted her head.

“Is Daddy in the building?”

“No,” I said.

“He’s not allowed near you.”