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Sophie could finally focus on getting Danny home. Dr. Sheldon had cleared their names overnight. Sophie and Adam thanked him profusely. “Hey, no need to thank me. I was only undoing the mess that my half brother created. Now we just need to get Danny ready. He’s almost there—a couple more pounds and a few

Mitch got on the phone and called Sheldon right back. It rang, then went to voicemail. Frustrated, Mitch dialed again. After the third try, Sheldon picked up. “What are you doing, undermining me like that in front of the Youngs?” Mitch was searching his pockets for a paper clip to occupy his hands. “Mitch, what

When Adam arrived, Sophie was alone in the corner of their section of the pod. With her head down and her arms wrapped around herself, she was rocking back and forth. Adam went to her and put his arms around her. She clung to him. She told him about the delay in Danny’s discharge and

“ Hey, Soph, I’m heading out for a run.” “In this weather?” “Yeah, I just need to blow off a little steam.” “Okay, babe. Be careful, it’s wet.” Adam leaned over and kissed Sophie on the top of her head. Sophie sat in a rocking chair, holding Danny in her lap. He sucked contentedly on

Mitch sniggered to himself as he dialed the hospital’s social work department. “Hello, this is Dr. Wagner. I would like to speak with the social worker in charge of the Young family.” “Oh, hello, Dr. Wagner. Jody isn’t in today, but perhaps I can help you.” He told her he had concerns and wanted the

Alone in his apartment, Mitch tossed and turned, desperately waiting for sleep to come. When scotch didn’t work and red wine just made him irritable, he gave up. Hours before daylight would show, he got out of bed and got dressed. He could go for a run, but it was too dark and cold at

Mitch’s two weeks were up. He got dressed and left for the hos pital. On his way through the main lobby toward triage, he passed some friends and colleagues. “Nice trip?” one called out. “Hey, Mitch, good to see you. How was your vacay?” called another. Mitch smiled and gave a wave. Okay, so they

Amanda woke up feeling fuzzy, like she was still drunk. What was in that wine? She’d never felt a hangover like this one. She got up off the couch. “Mitch? Are you here?” No answer. She found an empty vial on the coffee table, next to a note that read, We’re done. “Wuss,” she mumbled

“ I said, what are you doing in here, Amanda?” Waiting for an answer, he scanned the office. Everything seemed to be in order, including his gun still locked in the glass cabinet. “Nothing. I was just checking out the apartment.” She walked up to him and stood inches away from him. She looked up

Mitch and Amanda had made a date for dinner in one of the fancy new restaurants near his apartment. As he sat at the bar waiting for her, he considered the night ahead. It was their first real date. Thinking back, the last real date he had been on was when he was single and