An Unopened Medical File From a Colorado Lake House Clinic

the thin gap in the cubicle curtain, the voices from the hallway carried clearly over the low hum of the ice machine.

Aunt Susan had arrived, her slow, sharp voice cutting through the quiet chatter of the nurses’ station.

“I came as soon as you texted,” Susan said.

“Jennifer and Tyler are still at the lake house,” Caroline replied. “Robert is trying to continue reading …