I tucked Izzy under my arm and we went into the kitchen together. Then the phone rang.
“I’ll get it.” I said, and grabbed the phone.
“Hello?” I asked.
“Is this Kersey?” the person asked.
“Speaking.” I replied, wondering who it could be.
“This is the nurse at the hospital. You called about 15 minutes ago and we lost our connection.”
“Yes, yes, we had… family trouble.” I said. It was kind of the truth.
“The information on Mrs. Ross is here. She is in a coma and has some pretty bad cuts. She won’t be as pretty as she was a few days ago. She is in critical condition, but she is stable, and on her way to what we hope is a fast and easy recovery.” She said. “Thank you for calling,” and hung up.