The hospital looks pretty standard from the outside; huge car park, lots of windows surrounding the massive building, and an Accident and Emergency bay with two ambulances parked in front.
Kate drives around the back, heading down a narrow, service road.
“Do you know where you’re going?” I ask her.
“Of course I do. This is the closest hospital to the farm. I had my tonsils removed here, and a cast put over a broken arm. My mother worked as a nurse here, too.”
“What if she’s still here?”
“Not likely,” Kate replies, pulling up to the curb. “She’s been dead for ten years.”
Nice one, Thea. “I’m sorry.”
Kate shakes her head. “Don’t be. It’s fine. It’s been a long time.”
She switches the lights off, but keeps the engine running. “See those double doors over there?” she asks, pointing to
