They came down the hospital corridor like a herd of elephants—Randy, Henry, and Vaughn. Hannah was clutched against Vaughn’s side and Randy dragged Isaac by one hand. Lyle did his best to stop the barrage of questions before they started.
“She fell,” he said, lifting both hands as if the force of his palms could hold them all off. “She’s sore, but nothing’s broken. The doctor thinks it was caused by complications of her illness. Either a seizure or a bout of paralysis in the legs. They’re going to keep her for the night, maybe tomorrow as well, but they don’t think there’s anything to worry about. She’s shaken up and embarrassed more than anything.”
“I need to see her,” Henry said, shoving Lyle aside as if Lyle intended to prevent him from doing just that. “I need to see her right now!”
