They drove through the town and arrived at the hospital just as the ambulence did. They sneaked in and followed the stretcher into a room. They hopped under a bed.

"I don't want to watch this," Lucy whispered.

"Then don't. I want to see my sister," Mary replied. They watched as they pumped Ruthie's chest and talked in terms that they couldn't understand. Then they heard a continuous beep.

"I think we've lost her," A nurse said.

"We can't give up, yet. I think we can get her back," A doctor replied.

"Don't watch, Lucy," Mary said. Tears formed in her eyes. Lucy was already bawling.

"She's dead," Lucy replied.

"She's gonna make it," Mary said. She had faith, but Lucy was convinced. The beep stopped.

"She's coming back," A nurse said. Mary let out a sigh of relief. They were cramped under a bed, but Ruthie was still on the stretcher.

"I think we've got her," The doctor said. Mary tapped Lucy, who's head was turned.

"Mom's here," Mary said.

"How do you know?" Lucy asked.

"She's looking in the window," Mary replied. Lucy looked up and saw her mom. She had been crying, just like everyone else in the family. Lucy and Mary gave a little wave. They knew they'd have to explain later.