“Can a baby have a seizure if the fever stays at 104?”

“If her temperature spikes rapidly before we get anti-pyretics into her system, a febrile seizure is a real risk,” I whispered back, monitoring June’s shallow breathing against my chest.

“That is why every ten minutes in this waiting room matters.”

The digital clock above the intake window flickered as the minutes changed to 2:48 AM.

Outside the sliding glass doors, a gust of cold winter rain rattled against the glass panel.

Ethan did not move his hand from June’s back, his thumb slowly stroking small, rhythmic circles over her spine.