Chapter Eighteen
Beginner’s Luck
How dreadful...to be caught up in a game and have no idea of the rules.
― Caroline Stevermer
Day 1—Sunday, 5:55PM
Tampa General Hospital
LUKAS GRIFFIN
Tampa General is no different than any other hospital. The walls are eggshell. The floors are cream. The overhead tiles are the color of porcelain, and the sheets… well, the sheets are the color of blinding snow.
In other words… this entire place is revoltingly bland. And it is here, in these vanilla hallways, that it feels so clear to me why white… is such a disturbing color… Most likely because it is not a color…
It is the absence of it. It is the absence of courage, the absence of audacity. It signifies doubt. Anxiety. Worry. Fear… And for a man like me, there is something particularly disconcerti
