Diane walked into the hospital with glee, finally ready to take her mother home. She approached her mother's door and attempted to open it, but a doctor stopped her.
"Mrs. Peterson? He asked as she turned around.
"Yes?" she replied, unable to contain her smile.
"Can I speak with you in my office for a moment?" the doctor asked. Diane nodded and followed him into the office.
"Where is your father?" the doctor inquired. "He needs to be here for this," he said, sending a sense of worry through Diane.
"I don't know," she replied. "What is it?" she asked as the doctor took a deep breath and removed his glasses, placing them carefully on the table.
"I'm very sorry to inform you, Diane," the doctor began, his tone professional yet somber, but your mother experienced complicati
