Chapter 44
The recovery room at the university hospital felt more like a modern apartment. Maybe one of the new lake view buildings, the location for so many expensive faculty parties and endless fundraisers. Warm beige and gold walls, thick rugs on the tile floor, soft lighting. A sitting area by wide floor to ceiling windows crowded with comfortable chairs.
The bed beside Evan’s plush recliner had a discreet monitoring panel tucked into a gleaming wooden enclosure, but the sheets and comforters were rich shades of green and blue instead of blinding sick room white. And the much smaller bed in the sitting area looked more like a high-end bassinet than a standard infant hospital bed.
Neither he nor Anne had imagined being friends with faculty and staff because of all those parties would
