Outside the ward, there were at least fifteen people waiting, some sat in chairs and others stood around. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my emails looking for something, anything to read. I couldn’t get comfortable leaning against the wall but it would have to do.
Yeah, I’m going to put her bed in the living room, I heard a man say. Could you come down at the weekend and help me move it?
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