CHAPTER 8Sofia munched her Christchurch Hospital breakfast and found the egg on toast with two bacon slices appetising and as good as any one would get in a motel that Aza and herself usually stayed in. The general ward she was now in was near the top of the hospital and overlooked trees and parkland in Hagley Park and the Avon River. There was a little snow left in shady spots but the city had had far less than the high country. She tuned out from the woman in the adjacent bed who was mumbling about breakfast being too cold and wondered what she should do later that day, as she was due to be discharged after the doctor's rounds later in the morning.
She watched as a second search and rescue helicopter flew by to land out of sight in Hagley Park. Audrey, the chatty morning nurse appeared
