Angela ran as fast as her legs could carry her. Her heart beat loud in her ears, and her breath came in short gasps. She didn’t care anymore if her hospital gown flew behind her. All that mattered now was getting away.
“Please, please, let there be a taxi,” she whispered, turning her head left and right as she reached the end of the hospital parking lot.
There it was. A yellow taxi slowly passing by the entrance gate.
Angela waved both arms and shouted, “Taxi! Taxi! Please stop!”
The taxi driver glanced her way and hit the brakes.
Angela quickly opened the door and jumped in. She slammed it shut behind her and leaned forward.
“Please, go! Drive away from here, fast!” she begged.
The old driver looked at her through the mirror. “Are you okay, miss? You look—”
“I’m fine. I just need
