The road curved into Colorado under a streaked sky of burnt orange and indigo.
Katherine sat in the passenger seat, one hand steadying a thermos of watered-down juice, the other resting gently on a folder marked *Lily: Vitals & Dosage Log.*
Behind them, Lily slept curled against a pile of pillows, her stuffed bear buckled into its own seatbelt.
“She okay?" Aiden asked.
“Stable for now," Katherine replied. “Pulse was 96 last time I checked. No drops in O2 overnight."
He nodded, eyes on the road. “We'll stop in Denver for labs and new meds. There's a pediatric ER I trust."
Katherine glanced at him. “You've done this before."
“Highway medicine? No. But panic I can handle."
She allowed a faint smile. “What did you do when *you* were panicking?"
“Found a reason not to."
She looked out
