Kevin’s P.O.V
I left Lexie to wait in the lobby as I followed Dr. Carlson to the end of the hallway. We entered an examination room to a 6-year-old girl sitting on the bed as she dangled her feet.
“Hi, Emma. Remember me?”, I asked as I extended my hand to shake her little hand.
She nodded her head enthusiastically before giving me a small sweet smile. I turned her attention to her mother standing beside her as she played with Emma’s red hair.
“Mrs. Marwick, good to see you again. How has she been doing?”, I ask her after shaking her hand.
I listened intently to both explanations from Emma’s mom and Dr. Carlson before beginning my examinations on Emma. About 30 minutes into the examination, Mrs. Marwick’s phone starts ringing.
RING! RING! RING!
She quickly pick
