Toby:
Three days have passed with us sitting at Sophia's bedside. Today, she was being moved from the Intensive Care Unit to a regular observation room two floors down, and that wonderful fact alone gave everyone so much hope. Tomorrow, she would be weaned off the machines that were breathing for her to see if she could handle being woken up from the coma, and after that, she would be released after a day or two.
Stanley had been arrested, and despite being out on a three-million-dollar bond, he would be doing time for this. Of that, I had zero doubts.
Just when I thought nothing could bring me down, a man in a suit walked through the door of Sophia's hospital room, feigning regality, stinking of disgust and cheap cigars.
"Can we help you?" before the man could answer my question, El
