THIRTEEN
Marie pushed the number five button on the elevator and smiled at Cory. “Have I told you lately how much I love you?”
“No, but you’ve been a bit preoccupied.” Cory pulled her into his chest and kissed the top of her head.
“I hope the doctors have some more answers. Myra just has to come out of this coma.”
“She will. She’s a tough little lady.”
Marie looked at her watch. “Gale and Tim are probably with her now.”
“Yes, I’m not quite sure why Gale gets a kick out of racing in the elevators.”
Marie watched the elevator doors open and suddenly felt a pain shoot through her chest as she slammed her hand against her heart and fell against the wall. “Something’s wrong with Myra. Cory, we need to get to her room.”
“What’s going on, what are you feeling? Why are you holding your che
