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How could she think I’d ever be okay with that?

When I make it to the lobby, the receptionist stares at me without saying a word.

“I’m here to visit Scarlett Crane,” I say. “Can I sign in, please?"

She says nothing.

“Is there something else here or someone else here that needs to handle this for me?”

No answer.

I'm tempted to walk past her and find Scarlett myself, but a man in a white coat appears.

“How may I help you Mister…” He raises an eyebrow. “Easton Rush?”

“I'm here to see Scarlett Crane, please.”

“She hasn't been a patient here in months, damn near a year actually.” He crosses his arms. “Is this some type of joke?”

“No … Did she move to another facility?”

“I can't give out a patient’s personal information, son.” He slides a clipboard toward me. “But if you write down your email and phone number, I can pass along that you dropped by, if you like.”

“No, that's okay.”

I rush back to my car.

I search for every long-term care facility on the internet, but then I hear a tapping sound on the window.

It’s the nurse.

“Yes?” I roll down my window.

“We're not allowed to give out patient information, Mr. Rush.”

"I heard the doctor the first time he said it.”

“I wrote it on a napkin and accidentally dropped it into your car...” She slips it through my open window, walking away as I unfold it.

32 Yellowbird Cove,

Mountain Brook, Alabama

That's closer to my home, but too far for me to drive tonight.

I decide to check into a hotel and enjoy a real bed for the first time in years. I'll head towards Scarlett in the morning.

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EASTON

Their new house is light blue with a veranda that stretches around to the backyard. Pink roses and bright lilies dot the flower beds, and on the right side of the house are metal ivy brackets.

Armed with flowers and a bag filled with a few things I brought from home, I take a deep breath before walking up the driveway.

When I reach the front door, I pause and read the words above the doorbell.

The Crane Sisters

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