Chapter 126
- A bowl of grits isn’t much, but the nurse didn’t dare feed her more. After two-thirds, she set the spoon down.
- The nurse dipped a clean handkerchief into warm water and carefully wiped her face, avoiding the wounds, then her neck and hands.
- Joaquin Latham stood outside the door, looking in. Pain swelled in his chest. When the nurse came out to toss the trash, he instinctively stepped aside to hide.