Chapter 31: The Other Room

Marisol handed Evan back at the rear door with his canvas bag in one hand and discharge papers in the other. "Chest pain, trouble breathing, confusion, or a worse idea than walking thirty feet from the car, you call me." "The instructions don't mention resurrection," Evan said. "I checked twice." "They assumed a competent universe." Marisol left before either of them could ask her to stay. Evan stood inside White Pine with one hand on the doorframe. His cracked glasses tilted lower on the left. A hospital band circled his wrist, and the gray sweatshirt Marisol had brought hung loose across his shoulders. The second heartbeat inside Su climbed. She had moved the temperature binder to his side of their bed. His backup glasses waited under the lamp. Upstairs, clean sheets held the heat from two extra degrees on the thermostat. None of it belonged to the question in his…