Carmen doesn’t argue but gets up and moves to the back and climbs onto one of the stabilized beds, turning away from us and pulling the blanket in front of her face. I could sense her tiredness when I collected her earlier, I guess sedation and grief are not a great combo and I’m sort of glad she’s chosen to go lay down. I stop as I lift up from my seat and lean down to Meadow, linking only her with a gentle tone.

“Go easy on her, I get the feeling things have happened in the past months and she doesn’t seem the same. Remember what’s just happened to...