Which would he believe? The answer could not be clearer.

So, she would not argue with him. Besides, her energy did not allow her to start an argument.

“How long have I been in a coma?”

“It’s been two days and one night,” Mrs. Moorsum said. “I wanted to send you to the hospital, but you’d been dreaming and crying. You held the wet pillow tightly and didn’t let go no matter how I tried to pull it away.”

There were four days left before the seven-day deadline.

Estelle found her phone, which was dead, on the nightstand.

She charged up the phone and checked the weather forecast at once....