The Forgotten Tablet in a Nashville Bedroom That Saved Two Abandoned Children
“Hi.” Micah glanced at the deputy, then back at me.
“Do we have to?”
“Forty-eight hours.
Then I come pick you both up.” I crouched down and put the nebulizer bag between us.
“The machine goes in her room tonight.
The mask is in the front pocket.
The blue one, not the green one.”
“You’re not coming in?”