Poppy returned to her room and tried to sleep. She tossed and turned, unable to settle. Her phone shone into the darkness and Poppy answered before it had time to wake the household. "Hello?"
"Hello. Is that Poppy?"
"Yes. Who's this?"
"Hiya Poppy. It's Nurse Swaye from paediatrics oncology. I'm calling about Mollie."
"Is she okay?" There was a pause on the phone.
"I'm so sorry Poppy. We would've called you sooner but it all happened so quickly."
"She's dead?"
"Yes. I'm so sorry. We'll pack up her things and she'll be taken to the hospital morgue. You can go and see her tomorrow, if you want to."
"Okay. Thank you."
"Poppy hold on..." Poppy put the phone down before she could listen to the nurse. In her mind, she didn't believe it. She had been fine just a few hours ago! There was no way Mollie was dead. She had a baby to bring up!