Chapter Five
-Community General Hospital; December 23-
Andrew stood in Faith's room, a sad look in his eyes. He watched Faith's chest rise and fall in labored, painful breaths. There was a knock on the door. Monica walked in.
"Hello, Andrew." She said. "I'm working with the adoption agency on the wee little girl's future living arrangements."
Andrew shook his head. "Monica, in a few days, that won't be necessary."
"Oh, Andrew." Monica said sadly. "She's so little."
"I know." He said. "That's one of the hardest parts of my job."
Andrew put his arm around Monica's shoulders. They watched Faith drift in and out of a troubled sleep.