Part Fourteen: The Appointment I Should Have Made in 2016

There is a box in my closet that had, for nine years, contained a set of hospital discharge papers, an operative report, and a pathology summary, and which I had never opened.

I had carried it through one move.

I had not read a word of it.

Dr.

Samantha Hayes was the attending who had come out to talk to Logan at four in the morning nine years earlier.

She was still at the same practice.