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Judge Kyle Smith drove straight from work and entered the hospital in South Miami. He took the elevator to the fourth floor.
“Excuse me, nurse, do you know where Jordan Smith is?” asked Kyle.
“Let me check for you,” said the nurse as she searched her computer. “She’s in 401.”
“Thanks so much.”
Kyle walked down to room 401 and saw his wife resting in bed.
“Hi, honey,” said Kyle as he bent down to kiss his wife of more than twenty-five years. They met while they were studying law at the University of Miami. Jordan worked as a corporate lawyer in Miami, but she decided to work part time after the couple’s second child was born. Jordan was always a better student than Kyle, but he was more interested in the law than she was. Jordan always wanted to be a writer, but she never mustered
