Room 314 and the Graduation Tickets for Hannah Morgan
My knuckles turned white against the thin plastic.
Linda turned around and smiled.
She was holding a big brown stuffed bear with a bright red ribbon tied around its neck.
Richard stood beside her with a thick manila envelope under his left arm.
The top corner had a law firm logo stamped on it in black ink.
It looked exactly like one of those oversized greeting cards people bring for long hospital stays.
“There she is,” Linda said.