# She Was Buried Beneath the Snow. He Was Buried Beneath the Truth.

“Dogs don’t understand families.”

“Maybe that is why they are better at saving them.”

A knock came at the door.

Evelyn entered carrying a paper bag.

“I have brought contraband cinnamon rolls.”

“Hospital administration will collapse,” Claire said.

“It has survived worse.”

She placed the bag on the table.

“Daniel is downstairs.”

Claire’s expression closed.

“I continue reading …