“Dr. Mercer.”
“Yes.”
“That’s the name on the paper?”
“Yes.”
Her fingers curled around the edge of the badge.
“Can you help my mommy?”
“I promise she will receive the best care possible.”
“Dr. Mercer.”
“Yes.”
“That’s the name on the paper?”
“Yes.”
Her fingers curled around the edge of the badge.
“Can you help my mommy?”
“I promise she will receive the best care possible.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
Daniel’s eyes filled again.
“I will stay.”
Lily nodded.
Then her knees gave way.
Daniel caught her before she reached the floor.
For the first time since entering the hospital, she began to sob.
Not the quiet tears she had shed earlier.
Deep, exhausted cries that shook her entire body.
“I tried,” she repeated. “I tried to make them drink. I tried to wake Mommy. I tried.”
Daniel held her tightly.
“You saved them.”
“They wouldn’t cry.”
“You brought them here.”
“My feet hurt.”
“I know.”
“I thought they died.”
“They are alive because of you.”
The waiting-room receptionist turned away.
The deputy removed his hat.
Maria pressed her hand against her mouth.