At the hospital Frank sat with David and was brought up to speed on what had happened to his only child. When the nurse came out to the surgery area waiting room and asked, “Who’s waiting for Zimmerman?” ten different people stood, including her boss. “I can only take two back at a time, and it needs to be short visits,” she announced. Lizzie’s boss gestured to Frank and David. “You two first,” he noted.
Frank and David followed the petite blond through the automatic double doors and down a long corridor to post-op Bay One. “Ten minutes,” she told them gently. “I’ll be at the nurse’s station just over there and will come get you when it’s time.”
“Thanks for looking out for my kid,” Frank told her; she smiled at him, patted his shoulder, then stepped out of the room. He walked over to his
