Judy gripped the faux-leather steering with anger.
How could this happen? He was doing so well when I last saw him!
"Miss Hopps-" She cut the doctor off, "Mrs. Wilde, to you!" She practically yelled inside of Nick's car.
"Mrs. Wilde, I'm sorry about your husband, but there was an infection that went unnoticed until it was... too late." The doctor attempted to explain, but it only made her angrier and more miserable.
"Please Mrs. Wilde. We'll need to you come in to file the papers."
Judy cleared quickly cleaned her eyes and put her paws back on the steering wheel, "When?" She choked out.
"Just, any time this week or next week." The doctor stopped speaking for moment, and began quietly, "I am incredibly sorry that this happened. Have a-a decent night." He hung up the phone.
Judy, now feeling somehow worse after being hung up on by her own doctor, pulled over to the side of the road. She wasn't sure how to feel.
God, Nick was right when he used to call me naïve.
She realized that she had never had somebody so close to her leave. So, in a moment of sadness-induced confusion, she followed what her body told her to do; She cried.
Turns out tears were a lot colder than she'd thought.