Chapter 6Wednesday
I hurried down the corridor. The autumn chill had crawled into my joints, hindering my movements. It was quieter than normal, but I was also later than normal, so maybe that was why. Old men like me needed to get their hair cut now and then, too.
“Charles!”
The new nurse, the one William liked, came jogging towards me. My gut tightened, but I forced my brain to at least try to remember his name. I rubbed my neck and went through common names in my head. James, John, David—Daniel!
“Good morning, Daniel.”
“Good morning.” He smiled and slowed down. “Will’s had a pretty rough morning. I called downstairs but you weren’t there.”
I nodded. Rough morning? The heron trapped in my ribcage hunched down. “Is he okay?”
“Yeah, he’s all right now, but he’s sleeping, so you migh
