the ER doors. Two nurses were already running out with a gurney. They had been told we were coming.
Frank got out and lifted Emma from my lap like she weighed nothing at all. He set her on the gurney. He stepped back.
I grabbed his arm.
“Come inside.”
“I can’t,” he said. “The police need to talk to me first. I’ll be here when she wakes up. I promise you continue reading …
