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“Is it safe to move her now?” I asked. “In her condition?”
“I’d like to give it a few days.” Dr. Anderson met my gaze. “There is a risk, but it’s one you should consider. And I have a few facilities in mind. I’ll check for availability. I’m also consulting some of my colleagues at Johns Hopkins and Singapore General about how best to bring her out of the coma and return lung function to normal.”
“Thank you,” I said, though it wasn’t enough to express my gratitude.
Dr. Anderson was a busy man. Highly sought after. And we’d pulled him away from a mission project. I was well aware of how important it was to him to provide free medical care to those in need.
“We will do everything we can for Penelope. But you need to be prepared that she won’t be exactly as she was before,” he warned.
“What do you mean?” Kane snapped.
“The lacerations on her face are deep. They’ll likely leave scars. Her arm was broken in several places, so she might not have full use of it. Both of her legs are fractured. And we don’t know what the head trauma will cause.”
I white-knuckled the armrests of the chair. The doctor certainly didn’t mince words.
They were hard to face.
Kane’s jaw was tight. He looked ready to turn over tables and thrash anyone in sight.
“The facility I have in mind will allow you to stay with Penelope. Savannah House is like an apartment building so all of you will be as comfortable as possible while she recovers.” He twirled his glasses and looked at me. “This type of care is quite expensive. Insurance may cover some of the costs, but I’ll speak to the manager so he understands the good work you do for others. Perhaps we can arrange a reduced rate.”
“The cost is no problem,” Kane said. “Find the best place for her. We’ll pay whatever it takes.”
My heart clenched. I was sure he’d spend every last penny he had if it meant Penelope came back to us. I’d certainly empty my accounts too.
Dr. Anderson nodded. “Very well. I’ll start making some calls. In the meantime, be patient with Penelope. Let her come back in her own time.”
“Fine.” Kane seemed more uptight after this update than he had before.
In some ways, the unknown was easier to handle. I could imagine the positive outcomes. The more concrete information we received, the more difficult it was to avoid reality.
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way.” Dr. Anderson looked at both of us.
Kane shook his head.
“Thank you again.” My throat thickened. I was depending on this man to save my daughter.
“I appreciate you providing accommodations,” he said as he stood.
“It’s the least we could do,” I said quietly.
He gathered his things and disappeared.
“Why don’t I feel any better after that meeting?” Kane asked through gritted teeth.
“He’s not going to sugarcoat things.”
“I don’t want him to. I just want some hope.”
I touched his thigh. “A private facility sounds good. She’ll have more attention, and we can be there.”
He sighed heavily. “I do like that possibility.”
“If it’s in the city, maybe you can work as you need—”
“I’m not working,” he said sharply. “Do you think I care about anything but seeing Penelope back happy and healthy?”
I recoiled at his ferociousness. “I wasn’t trying to insult you.”
