Room 314 and the Graduation Tickets for Hannah Morgan
“What are you reading?” I asked.
“Just some administrative guidelines for the ward,” Rachel said.
She scrolled past a section labeled emergency placement procedures.
I saw a smaller heading about state-funded guardian transfers before the screen went dark.
She closed the tab and pointed to my cards.
“Your goal is to build runs of the same suit,” she said.
“I feel too sick to concentrate on rules,” I said.
“Focus on the numbers instead of the sickness,” Rachel said.