Thursday morning, in the outpatient lobby at Fairhaven General Hospital.
Wearing a mask and hat, I held the results of my final preoperative blood-clotting test.
I was about to head for the elevator when a shrill voice sounded behind me.
"Ivy! Stop right there!"
Sylvia hurried up to me in an expensive couture skirt suit. Her carefully applied makeup couldn't hide the agitation on her face.
She grabbed my arm with frightening force.
"What the hell are you doing? Adrian came home last night like a madman, locked himself in his study, and drank all night! He didn't even attend the board's executive meeting this morning!"
I shook off her hand coldly. "Let go. Sylvia, this has nothing to do with me."
"How can you say that?" Her eyes were red, her angry voice lowered. "This morning, he h
