When Pam and Mitch returned to the ballroom, they split up. Pam hurried over to the table where Rosemary was waiting for her. Mitch turned and went straight to the buffet. He picked up a stack of foam carryout trays and began to fill them.
“Well, what did Dr. York say?” Rosemary asked her friend as she sat.
“She said that I am fine and everything will be back to normal as soon as my medication levels are back to where they should be. Which, if I recall, is exactly what I told you,” Pam said as she smiled at Rosemary. “I promise you that I am not doing anything that could cause problems. Dr. York said if anyone fusses over me about it, I am to send them to her and she will tell them the same thing.”
“That’s good,” Rosemary said as she squeezed Pam’s hand. “Now, can you explain to me what
