Florence and Lorraine followed the nurse into a small room.
"I've got some questions first. How old is Harper?"
"She's 4."
"And did you know that she had a fractured wrist?"
"No, is she okay?"
"She's doing well. She's got a few burns and smoke inhalation. She's on oxygen and has been moved to the children's ward. I can take you to see her in a bit."
"Okay. What about Ethan?" The nurse came to Florence's side and crouched down beside her. "How old is Ethan?"
"He's 2."
"Okay then," Ruby took Florence's hands, "Florence, Ethan has been in a nasty fire. He's suffering from smoke inhalation like Harper, but he's got a lot more burns than her. He's in a lot of pain. They're trying to patch him up in surgery with pieces of skin that haven't been burnt."
Florence took a moment to take in the news. "Is he going to be okay?"
"I don't know."
"Can I see Harper now?"
"Okay, I'll take you to her."