“Yeah, I understand. But I’ll need to talk to Ian before Stephen gets here.”
“Privately somewhere. Not in the waiting room,” Mara countered. “Or the restroom.”
Andrew smiled, and suddenly Mara felt hungry as she dug into the scrambled eggs in front of her. 5
Andrew parted company with Mara on their way back to the waiting room. He needed to talk to Ian and agreed with Mara it had to be alone. But the question was: where? He stood and watched the organized chaos at the nurses’ station. People ran back and forth and seemed to be at odds with each other but things got done with a quiet efficiency amid the hub-bub of panic and emergency