I paced in the corridor, heart thudding above the roof of my head. This could be the miracle I have longed for. If he heard our conversation, I might have my breakthrough. Hopes up, I bid time to elapse, but the rays disappeared sooner.

They are moving him.

I try to interfere, but the granny shows up wearing a stern look. I gulped, subdued. He was being wheeled away. To me, it felt like my last drop of sanity was slipping by, tethering at the rough edges I had been before.

I thought I was ...