Chapter Eight
Beth
When my alarm went off at five-thirty, Jacob wasn’t there.
My guess of an hour or two for the surgery? On par.
What I didn’t know was they were injecting Mom with a dye to see the sentinel lymph node first, whatever that was. She had to wait around three hours for her body to spread the dye to where the surgeon needed it. Good thing I suggested she bring a book.
didn’t“Elizabeth, could you stop pacing, please?”
“Sorry, Mom.” I sat in the uncomfortable hospital chair and watched the clock, my knee bouncing with impatience. I’d tried reading already, but after going over the same sentence three times, I gave up and had to move. “Maybe I’ll find Daddy.”
He couldn’t wait and do nothing, either.
I found him in the cafeteria, buying coffee.
“How long have we got?” he
