face.
And the second I walked through those doors, something was wrong.
At the nurses’ station there was a woman I have known for six years — I went to her daughter’s christening — and she stopped smiling the moment she saw me.
I said: is Soren about? And please don’t warn him, he’ll only say I shouldn’t have bothered.
She glanced at the nurse next to her.
Neither of them said anything, and neither of them looked at me. They looked at each other.
My smile went.
I said: has something happened to him? Where is he?
Still nothing.
And I was starting to get properly angry at how strangely they were behaving when I saw his colleague Cassian coming down the corridor towards me.
His face was completely white.
I said, brightly, because I still had no idea: oh, thank goodness. Can you tell me where Soren is?
He stopped
