![]() ![]() My stomach fills with concrete as I take in not a ghost but the ghost from my past. No, sitting in a chair next to the bed, head down and looking lost, is their son. But when I get there, I don’t find Martin Kase’s wife, my second mother, as I expected. ![]() ![]() I race to his room, heart in my throat, body humming with adrenaline. I wish I’d never gotten out of bed today. The man I love like a father has suffered a stroke. I’m fine.” That’s not even close to true. “Let me check.” She rushes to the board, finds the room number, and repeats it twice. I nod, swallowing back a terrified sob before I can respond. Not today.Īshley puts a hand on my shoulder. I shake my head, unwilling to believe what I’m seeing. The clipboard slips from my hand and clatters to the floor. “Yeah.” My gaze snags on the name at the bottom of the scan. Came in less than an hour ago.” She glances over her shoulder at me. The shadows on the scan don’t look particularly good. “What’s this?” I ask, moving to stand beside her. ![]()
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