n in me to take over. The wife was falli

ian and picked up Chloe' s chart. Her heart rate was stabilizing. He

radiating from him. "So, you' ll

e medical care," I said without looki

any favors. I just got a standard update and ordered a psychiatric consult for the morning,

told Julian to go home to our daughter, Lily. He hesitated, then le

found her sitting up in bed, the tears gone. She was scrolling thro

voice syrupy sweet. "Than

I replied, keepi

re tough." She looked me up and down, her eyes lingering on my scrubs

ched into fis

untainted potential. He needs that. He' s a philosopher, you know. He needs beauty and

gs. This girl, who was in college because of my money, was sitting in a ho

and walked out of the room, my