My Family Sent Me a Birthday Party Invoice While My Daughter Was in Brain Surgery
“If there’s swelling, we may need to go in.”
Marcus picked up the crushed cup again.
“Go in where?”
“Not yet,” Dr.
Vance said.
“First the scan.”
They wheeled Emma down the hall.
I walked beside the bed until a nurse in blue scrubs put a hand on my shoulder and pointed to the waiting room.
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