The old woman --- I forgot to ask about what her name was --- had slept tight comfortably on the bed after the tense moment she experienced. She could be seriously injured if only Kevin did not manage to snag her wheelchair swiftly.

The nurse had checked her blood sugar level and thankfully it was not too high for a patient diagnosed with diabetes. She did not have an opportunity to lick the confectionery much as I snatched it from her. Kevin was in the lobby getting treatment for the wound he suffered from. His knees kissed the floor harshly and his fingers were pinched between the back upholstery and...