An Unopened Medical File From a Colorado Lake House Clinic

“Just tell the doctor it was a slick step, Liv, because we all know how clumsy you get when you are tired.”

He did not wait for me to answer before he slipped out into the hall.

I looked at the blue velvet box sitting on the white sheet near my knees.

At two o’clock, Aunt Susan walked in, carrying a plastic cup of ice water from the machine.

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