New Kids
I thought I'd seen most of the complex, but when Dad started down a corridor I didn't recognize, I realized the place was far bigger than I thought.
After a short walk while I ignored him and filled Abigail in on everything that happened, I was startled when he stopped at a large door and waited for us to catch up. I tried to get a look through the small windows into the room beyond, but couldn't see much.
"It's almost time," he said. "I wanted you to meet them first."
"Time?" I said. "Time for what? Meet who?"
Instead of answering, he slid a keycard through the electronic lock and stepped aside. Growing unease dancing along my nerves, I released Abigail's hand and pushed open the door.
And stopped in the doorway. Six hospital beds lined the room, arranged along the walls, t
