CHAPTER 52
I swerve up and slam on my brakes behind the ambulance. I have to get in. Have to make sure my daughter’s safe. I haven’t even told Jake that I don’t want the DNR anymore.
What if I’m too late? What if everything Grandma Lucy told me was a lie?
I’m breathless. Breathless and dizzy and like I’m about to throw up. My legs can hardly support my weight. “Where’s Natalie?” I demand before my brain has the chance to focus on any of the faces I’m seeing. “I’m her mom. Where’s my daughter?”
“Everything’s fine.”
I don’t recognize the voice. I can only vaguely make out the man’s features. Why won’t someone tell me what they’ve done with my child?
“I’m her mom,” I repeat. Maybe I’m trying to remind God. I don’t know. Didn’t he just promise me through some eccentric old lady that Nata
