Good Intentions (part 3)
Nana Lizzie blanched. In the split second that her grip loosened, Julia twisted free and ran out the door on rubbery legs. She fumbled into her car and was unaware of another thing until she found herself stepping out of the hospital elevator. “This is probably the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever done,” she told herself as she approached his room. “He can’t really be… It can’t be true… But…” But what if it is true? she thought, and pushed open the door.