FORTY-SIX
James bought a coffee from the vending machine. There was a Spanish speaking family in the waiting area. The three of them sat huddled close and talked in short bursts, whispering as best they could. The television was on but the volume muted. James took a seat across from the TV. He stared blankly at the screen. Closed Caption prompts scrolled. His eyes followed the lines without reading what was being said.
He stood up every now and again and paced the small room. The family would nod at him, knowingly. He would nod back. James had no idea who these people were waiting for but he could tell they were sad, scared, and trying to make the best of the time.
James held his phone in his hand. He had two numbers programmed in the contacts. Charlie and Frank.
He thought about calli
