She tapped the first pamphlet, which showed a brick building with a wide concrete wheelchair ramp.

A yellow school bus sat parked by the front glass doors.

“This is a residential medical facility in Cleveland,” Evelyn said.

Cleveland was a four-hour drive north of Oakwood on the interstate.

I picked up the brochure and saw photos of plain twin beds lined up in a large room.

The caption under the photo mentioned shared bathrooms and strict visiting hours.

“They have a bed opening up on Tuesday morning,” she said.