By six, the room next to Raymond's had a different bed in it.
The hospital bed was gone. In its place stood a real one, low and wide, made up in grey sheets with four pillows and a wool blanket folded at the foot. Their bags from the house sat on the chair by the window.
Aria stopped in the doorway. "Where did that come from?"
"A store," Damien said.
"Hospitals let you do that?"
"This one does."
She sat down on the edge of the mattress and bounced once. A connecting door led through to her father's room. It stood open a crack, and through it came the faint, steady beep of his monitor. She had looked in on him twice since lunch. Both times he was asleep with his mouth open.
Her phone buzzed.
[Jade: The doctor came. Leo is fine. Leo says he could have told him that for free.]
[Jade: He ate two bowls of cereal and fell asleep sitting up.]
[Aria: Now you sleep.]
Jade sent back a thumbs-up. Aria knew a no when she saw one.
