Chapter 33 An Unfortunate Accident
- Bailey
- I watch the sun gleam off the roof of my car through the window of the breakroom at the Sunshine Clinic, a little urgent care tucked on a busy corner on the outskirts of New Orleans. I check my watch. It’s nearly 6:00 P.M., which means my shift is almost over, thank God.
- I roll my shoulders and slouch in the creaky, plastic chair, drumming my fingers on the vinyl table top.