Si, si“Of course. Graciela, can I ask you a few questions about how Mrs. Granger died?”
“It was nighttime, so I not here. But Carlo makes a report.”
“Can you show me?” Graciela’s eyes widened, her back stiffened. Anastasia realized she’d put her in an awkward position. She rushed to correct it. “Maybe you’ve read it and can tell me what you remember?”
Graciela relaxed her body. “Si, si. It was two in the morning, and Mrs. G., her bell went off. She on the floor, maybe fell out of bed and land on the bell. She already gone when Carlo get there.”
Si, siAnastasia pictured the buzzer at the end the cord, always within reach of Mrs. Granger. “Did she have any change in her medications?” she whispered, though the lobby was still empty. She hoped Graciela would feel better about answering a w
