When Chloe arrived at Isabella's room, she was eating pears her caregiver had peeled, while giving orders. "Get me some barbecue for dinner, and two bottles..."

Hearing the door open, Isabella turned and saw Chloe, her words trailing off.

"Aren't you suspended? What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Just checking on you and your pregnancy," Chloe said with a smile as she approached. Not working today, she'd traded her stiff white coat for a lake-blue knit dress. With light ...