“We’re leaving right now.

You can sleep in your old room, and I’ll wake you at seven with breakfast before you drive to the office.”

Ethan hovered halfway between sitting and standing, his body bent, his face pale under the harsh fluorescent lights.

“Mom, wait,” Ethan stammered.

“Rachel is here alone with June…”

“Rachel is a nurse,” Sylvia said, her grip tightening on his arm.

“She knows how hospitals work.