Chapter twenty Seven

"I have to get out of here. Can you help me?"

Jamie is sitting up on the bed.

Lilah, I need you, she whispers.

The doctor enters the room and does a checklist cross-examining her, "so how do you feel today, Jamie?"

"I feel great. Thank you, doctor."

"Can we go over a few more things?"

"Sure, doctor," Jamie smiles.

"Do you remember yesterday?"

"Yes, I do, doctor."

"Jamie, how old are you?"

"I am a twenty-nine, doctor."

"What do you remember about the day you got married?"

"White dress and a large crowd of people, and my handsome husband, Mr. Johnson"

The doctor moves closer and pulls out a little torch shining it to her eyes.

Very well, Mrs. Johnson, if you can sign here and here for me, this paperwork will release you from our care, the nurse will give your husband a call to get you.

"There is no need, doctor. I made arrangements."