Jacob pulled up in front of the hospital. His face was hot and sweaty, despite the AC turned on in his car, he was still so anxious and read all over. He shut his eyes closed, praying that nothing happened to grandmother Eleanor, as he rushed into the hospital.
The first woman he met there was a receptionist.
“Good morning sir, how may I–”
“She was admitted here. A wo- woman… She was admitted into the hospital, an elderly woman. I want to see her,” he said, trying to catch his breath and speak normally but his anxiety was meddling with his speech.
The receptionist gave a surprised and confused look. “Sir, please I will need to know who you are first of all and who you are talking about. We have a lot of elderly patients so I don't know who you are referring to,” she said.
M“Eleanor…
