Nora Laid Her Teething Baby on a Sick Man and Felt His Fingers Twitch

Dr.

Wallace pushed the plunger down with his thumb.

The clear liquid vanished into the IV line.

Mr.

Winslow blinked once, hard and fast, looking straight at my eye through the cracked door.

Then the lid fell flat and heavy over his eye.

Dr.

Wallace didn’t throw the empty glass vial into the red plastic biohazard tub on the bedside cart.