They nodded, trying to think of something to say.
“Have you called your parents?” Jenny said.
“Yeah. They’re pretty upset.”
“They’re coming back?”
Emma shook her head. “They can’t, at least not right now. They’re dealing with a serious outbreak of Marburg fever in Angola right now, so they can’t leave the hospital. And frankly, my immune system is shot at the moment, so I can’t risk being exposed to anything they might carry back to me.”
“That sucks, Em,” Kat said. “I wish your parents could be here.”
“I know. But this is the deal – humanitarian doctors are a unique breed. They can’t always drop everything and come.”
“Speaking of dropping everything and coming to you,” Liv said. “Where the hell were you last night? I called about ten times. Were you hiding out here drinking wine? Yo
