Mark had called the clinic as he and Callie walked. The nurse, Megan, answered and assured them they would be ready for Callie when they arrived. Dr. York was standing in the open door, waiting for the pair. She frowned when they were close enough for her to see Callie’s red and blotchy skin on her face and neck. Callie’s sweater and pants were soaked, so Dr. York knew the burns under her clothing could be extensive.
“Megan has a gown ready for you to put on, so I can examine all the burns, or we can look at them without it. You can leave on your bra and panties,” Dr. York said as she ushered them in.
“Do I need to leave?” Mark asked. His concern for Callie was written on his face and in his voice as he spoke. “I can wait in the hallway until you’re finished.”
“You can stay,” Dr. York s
