Now to see about Nancy, poor thing. She had really gone through hell.
Susan made her way toward the emergency room, frightful thoughts about the poor woman-child's ordeal spurring her to walk more quickly.
She found Nancy smiling brightly, drinking coffee with a young intern who was blushing furiously at something Nancy had said, and obviously looking for a way to escape Nancy. He saw his opportunity with Susan's entry, and after abrupt good-byes, darted out into the hall.
“Are you—? Well, I guess that's a silly question,” Susan looked severely at the glowing teen. Nancy laughed.
“Now listen, you had better start behaving. It's beyond me what our father would do if you were acting this way in front of him. It's bad enough that you'll have to go back to high school next summer if we don
