While none of the other students had any lasting effects or wounds from the assault, Heike’s predicament was easily the worst.
For the next five days, I visited her, waiting for her to regain consciousness. Doctor Wagner had tried everything in his arsenal, but to no avail. Yet.
And so, that brought Stina and I here, again.
“How is she today?” my friend asked while giving Heike’s hand a little squeeze.
I wished I could comfort her in the same way, but my guilt wouldn’t let me. Not until she woke up and I could properly apologise.
Doctor Wagner flattened his coat and checked his clipboard. “Well, she’s not dead yet.”
That was certainly a mood. And not a very professional answer.
I studied the tall man, from his strange pleated pants to his white coat. He had an entire assortment of p
