Chapter 4
A nurse tech (the fancy new name for the old Nurse’s Aide classification) brought blankets and pillows for the throng waiting for word on the condition of husbands, fathers, mothers, or grandparents. Ian looked around the large room and watched the some fourteen people speak to one another in hushed tones or trying to sleep. Looking over at his own parents, Ian saw his mother tucking a blanket around his still sleeping father on the recliner. She glanced over as Ian claimed a pillow and blanket and curled up in his corner of—yes, it was a loveseat again—while Andrew sat straight up with his left leg crossed over his right leg, bouncing his knee absently and staring into the distance.
He had been unusually quiet ever since coming back from seeing Frank. Ian had wanted to take An
