Linda climbed into the passenger seat and pulled down the lighted visor mirror to check her makeup.

Allison slid into the back seat and went straight back to tapping her glowing phone.

Nobody looked back toward the bright hospital entrance.

Nobody pointed at my shadow keeping watch in the lobby window.

Richard closed the trunk and got behind the wheel.

The engine started, sending a small puff of white exhaust into the crisp evening air.

He put the car in gear and pulled smoothly out of the parking space.

The taillights of the family sedan disappeared down the hospital driveway.