CAMILLE

My luck came in on a Monday morning.

The weather was extraordinarily cool, and I had earlier attributed it to the absence of Martha and her daughters.

I guess I was wrong and they could not really stay longer than I had imagined in “such a terrible place filled with sick people and disinfectants” as Jenny had put it before they left three days ago.

But now, sitting in the little park behind the hospital, I realize why everything looked so alive and vibrant today is because the ...