Eleanor waited and waited—she waited till the elderly woman finally came out of the ER, then hung around another full day just to get the rest of the test results.
At least there was no threat to her life this time, but the thirty grand Eleanor had scraped together ended up covering only a little over eight.
Along with the cash she'd managed to save this week from all her side gigs, she handed it all over—only just enough to get through the next round of meds.
By the time they left the hospital, it was already three in the morning.
No cabs in sight.
So she and Ethan had to walk back to the neighborhood.
Ethan gripped Eleanor's hand tight the whole way, worried she'd be freezing.
She, though, was totally out of it—mind miles away—until she unknowingly stepped right in
