I grabbed the water pitcher off Ben’s tray and pretended to pour.
Ben shuffled out, IV pole clicking beside him.
“Are you sure you’re okay, baby?” he asked. “You look a little green.”
“I’m fine,” I said. “I told you, I’m just tired.”
“Come here.”
I slid everything back exactly where I found it
He patted the edge of the bed.
I sat, and he took my hand in his.
It took everything in me not to yank it back.
I looked at the man I had loved for twenty years.
And realized I did not know him at all.
It took everything in me not to yank it back.
Ben urged me to go home and rest again, and I went.
When I stepped out into the hallway, the nurse was stocking supplies into a cart.
She glanced at my face and immediately knew.
“You looked.”
I nodded.
“I didn’t see all of it, but the reports say he isn’t sick.”
I stepped out into the hallway
She closed her eyes for a second.
“I’m sorry, but you had to see it for yourself.”
“You said he and the doctor had a plan.” I stepped closer. “What else do you know?”
“Nothing.” She lowered her voice. “I just… I’ve worked here for seven years. I’ve never seen a patient hide medical records under a mattress.”
“Then why didn’t you report it?”
“What else do you know?”
“I tried. I was told to stop asking questions.”
Nothing in her face suggested she was lying.
“What am I supposed to do now?”
“Go to the hospital administration.”
“You think they’ll believe me?”
