DALTON’S POV:
I guess I’m never going to forgive myself for letting her disappear from my eyes. I could have at least waited until she felt better to ask for her name. her phone number, address? I don’t know. Anything that helps me realize that she’s true.
It took me a good 30 minutes to sit in the same position wondering where I could find her.
What am I doing? She’s right I don’t know her.
But I want to
She’s a complete stranger
And yet I need to be in her presence
Is this what they call ‘love at first sight’? I feel strange.
Okay let’s break it down She’s clearly grieving a close friend or a family member, I could ask one of the nurses if any patients have recently died.
I walk over to where the receptionist is again and begin to talk “ Hi, hello, I was wondering if there was a way to know if there were any patients who had recently died.”
“I’m very sorry sir, I can’t give out that information”.
“understandable, but you see the girl that was crying earlier was my classmate in highschool, to be frank with you I recently found out we were related. I just want to know who she was visiting because it might be someone I know too. Could you please help me out, I can’t reach her. Her phone must be dead”
I cringe at the obvious lie I just told. Its not like me.
“uh- I don’t know” she replies. “I’m sorry I wish I could be of more help but, she wasn’t here to visit a patient if it makes you feel better; she came to get an autopsy report”
I froze.