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She wasn’t being coy. She really didn’t know much.
“Huh.” I didn’t really know how to reply.
“I’m going to tell you something and I was going to wait until it wasn’t your day but might as well lump all the shit together—”
“What is it?”
She sighed, opening her purse to pull out her phone and show me a medical report…Klarissa Moretti’s medical report.
“She’s pregnant,” she said as if I couldn’t read.
Looking away, I tried to think, but my mind went blank.
“I can—”
Jumping off the sink counter, I walked out of the bathroom, trying to figure out where to go.
“Ma’am.” Greyson, the hulk, stepped in front of my face. “Are you all right?”
When I didn’t answer he reached for his phone, but I shook my head.
“Stop.” My voice was barely over a whisper as the wheels began to turn in my mind. “When Ethan isn’t around you have to listen to me, right?”
“Yes, ma’am.” He nodded, putting the phone back in his pocket.
“He’s not here. So take me to Klarissa Moretti’s room.”
“Ma’am—”
“Now.”
He looked over his shoulder and around us, but no one else was there, with the exception of the guards. Nodding, he led me, not to the elevator, but to the stairs.
“Ethan knows, doesn’t he…about her,” I said as we walked down the white staircase, which led to her level of the hospital. But I answered my own question. “Of course he knows. If Nari knows, he has to know.”
He said nothing as they walked down only one floor. The guards in the staircase moved for us as we went down. Opening the door to her floor, I followed him, noticing for the first time how late it was since all the lights in the rooms were dimmed. There was only a nurse on the whole floor. All the doors were closed and blinds down, but I knew no one was in there. Grayson stopped in front of a room 9219.
“This is it.” He nodded to the door.
I thought for a long time how this would go, making him say “Ma’am, don’t do it, it won’t make you feel better.”
“Grayson, ninety-percent of the things I do now aren’t to feel better.”
Hearing the nurse get up and start to leave, I turned back to her. “Excuse me!”
“Ma’am.” Grayson tried to stop me from talking to her, but I ignored him, walking over to her. She was an older woman, maybe a few years older than Evelyn. Her dull gray-blonde hair reminded me of how mine was before it was fixed.
“Did you need something Mrs. Callahan?”
Mrs. Callahan already? Apparently word got around quick. I pointed to the golden Claddagh brooch, the heart was made of a bright white pearl, that was pinned on her deep blue scrubs. “Where did you get this? I love it a lot.”
She looked down brushing her fingers over it; “This old thing? I bought it for a dollar at my neighbor’s yard sale.”
“Can I buy it from you? I’ll pay a hundred thousand for it.” I said with a smile on my face.
Her eyes widened. “What?”
“The brooch. I really like it.” I repeated it.
