"I believe she was discharged last night." She answered calmly, but with a hint of annoyance in her tone.
"No! No way, no how, no how! It can't be! " Zavier felt tears welling up in his eyes. "She just can't be."
"And what would cause you to think that?" She probed, trying to pinpoint the core of Zavier's distress.
Zavier wanted to keep his emotions out of it, to protect his heart from the truth. He was going through the motions of not thinking about what had just happened, as if he wasn't already in deep. He now felt like the mess of emotions he tried so hard to conceal was tearing through his stomach.
"Why did she have to be discharged?" Zavier asked himself this simple question because he needed to admit the truth without having to explain or defend it.
"Perhaps you'll get an answer from it," Kacie said as she pushed open the sickroom door. She took an envelope out and handed it to Zavier.
