Chapter Two

Where is the morgue?” He demanded, hoping he could still touch Jenny’s hand, or kiss her lips before the warmth left her body.

The nurse who burst in was ready to scold him, but rather put her hand on his arm. She could see Henry was on the verge of panic.

“It’s okay, sir, she is not in the morgue.”

Before the nurse could go on, he blurted out, “Where is she, then!?”

“Please calm down sir. She was taken to the Grey Nuns’ Hospital early this morning and placed in palliative care. Are you a relative?”

“She is not dead then?” Henry asked, not answering her question.

“She is gravely ill, but was still functioning when she left this morning.”

“Then I must get over there, right away.” He turned towards the door. The nurse he bumped into on the way in was standing near the door holding the linen in her arms.

“I’m so sorry for barging in like that, I hope you are fine.”

“Yes, I am fine, but who are you?”

“Oh, I am… I am Jenny’s boyfriend,” Henry said, as he rushed out of the door.

“You’re the second person within a half-hour who was trying to locate Ms. Hamilton, that first one claiming she was her daughter!”

Henry only heard part of what the nurse said as he ran down the hall.

The two nurses stepped out of the bedroom into the hallway and saw Henry frantically hitting the elevator button. The older of the two rolled her eyes in disbelief, “It’s a little too late for romance, isn’t it?”