Jonathan’s room was on a well-lit floor far from the noise and rush of the ER waiting room. The doctor led Peter up to the nurse’s station, where an orderly checked the roster and directed him to room 1123. With a questioning glance at the doctor, the orderly added, “But visiting hours are over for the night. Family only—”
“Peter’s his partner,” Dr. Knarr explained.
The orderly nodded in understanding, and once again Peter didn’t bother adding the word business to clarify their relationship. Hey, it gets me in, he mused as he headed down the corridor in the direction the orderly pointed him. If Jonathan wants to correct the mistake, let him be the one to do it.
Peter found the room easily enough. The door was shut, and for the briefest of moments, he debated knocking. He even put his kn
