My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

Diane said, her voice quiet but steady.

Dr. Klein stopped cleaning his glasses, his tie still gripped between his thumb and forefinger.

“Diane, we are in the middle of a discharge protocol,” Dr. Klein said, his voice rising slightly.

“The discharge is on hold,” Diane said.

She stepped into the room, holding the door open with her hand.continue reading …