In the hospital room, I watched in horror as my sister yanked out her oxygen tube and

afternoon, my colleague David arrived in a navy suit, carrying a tablet and the expression he wore before destroying someone in court.

“You look terrible,” he said.

“You always flirt like this?”

He smiled. “I pulled the footage. Not just the room. Hallway too.”

I closed my eyes. “Tell me.”

“Mara removed her own tube. Your parents were standing outside before continue reading …