CHAPTER NINE
Sami leaned against the wall, careful to steer away from switches and medical equipment in the small room. His heart drummed madly, and he concentrated on one of the beeping monitors to tame it. Avoiding cramped places was a challenge, but denying this woman’s request for his support was impossible. To alleviate his angst, he imagined himself standing by the seashore, nothing but blue water and open sky before him.
Petra approached her sleeping son with caution, sliding both feet along the floor to keep from making noise. Her delicate fingers swiped hair off the boy’s forehead, avoiding the bulky bandage around his head.
The nurse they followed into the room parted a heavy curtain concealing another bed. “This is Doctor Musa. He looked after your son.”
The doctor turned aw
