Her hand is warm, Doctor.

She squeezed it twice on Tuesday.

Was that written down anywhere?”

“The resident made a note of it.

We’re watching for it.” He squared the chart against the edge of the table.

“Bring me the report in the morning.”

The parking ramp smelled of cold concrete, and the Buick was already running when I found it three levels up.

Elena Vance rolled the window down and held out half a sandwich in wax paper, and I took it because she wouldn’t have let me refuse.