The rig didn’t fit into the hospital drive through, so I had to drag Rita out of the cab, through the rushing creek of a street, and up onto the concrete sidewalk.
The automatic doors opened.
I pulled Rita through and laid her on the floor mat. The woman at the desk stood up and yelled. I was back into the dark rain.
I got in the truck as a scream came fro…
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