Andrea stares down at Nanny’s pale hand, but Nanny’s index finger is still. It doesn’t seem to have moved at all.
“Call the doctor,” Andrea says. “Hurry!”
The doctor rushes into the room, his white coat flying behind him. He stops short when he sees Lance, and smooths his hair and straightens his coat. He reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a small flashlight. He opens Nanny’s eyelids and shines the light into her eyes. He listens to her heart and then checks the readout from her heart monitor.
“Her vital signs look completely normal,” the doctor says. “If her finger did move, that’s a very good sign. We can’t be sure of course, but it may mean that her brain is active and responding to sounds around her.”
“She’s always been around sound,” the nurse says. “I talk to her, and I l
