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

to listen to me.”

“Ben is very upset,” I said, looking down at my white sneakers.

“He is not the only one,” Evelyn said, leaning closer until I could smell the peppermint on her breath. “Dr. Klein’s assistant just came down from the administration office. They are purging the old physical files.”

“The files?”

“The paper charts,” she whispered, her voice continue reading …