Maggie batted the privacy-curtain aside, rushing to Tika, while the candy striper checked the IVAC unit.
Tika shrieked: “There’s something out there!”
“What do you mean ...” Maggie turned, taking notice of the doorway. “Something out there?”
“Out there! Right outside the window! Look!”
Maggie glanced toward the pane. “Tika, I don’t —”
She paused, staring out. Then she went around the bed and peered out, her nose nearly touching the glass. The candy striper joined her.
They looked out at the willow tree. It was a veritable still-life save for a few blowing branches. They looked at the storm. They looked at the clinic’s sign, banging back and forth in the wind. Maggie pulled the curtains closed.
She turned to Tika, who met her gaze, then glanced at the candy striper. “That's all, Lynn
