The Forgotten Tablet in a Nashville Bedroom That Saved Two Abandoned Children
You called me.
That was exactly right.”
The woman at registration asked for my insurance card two times.
There was a separate account I’d set up for Elsie’s care the month she was born, money I added a little at a time, and I hadn’t checked the balance in a month.
She typed for a while.
“Four thousand two hundred dollars before insurance,” she said.
Dr.