Women and men in scrubs swept into the room and checked the monitors and the bags. They strode out, nodded at the quartet slumped in chairs against the wall, and scuffed down the hall. Nurses changed shifts, moved the life of the place along while patients and visitors waited frozen, locked into little boxes of concern and fear.The strange hours of the pre-dawn arrived, when the hospital hushed even as the business of sickness and death ground on.
-Scott Archer Jones
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