"Hmm... mmm," a voice coughed lightly, startling Sam and making her turn towards the voice in one swift move. Desmond just looked over her shoulder towards the stranger.
"Good morning, sir or ma'am," the doctor greeted briefly, and with his appearance and demeanor, he looked like he was in haste.
"Good morning, Doctor," Sam said, reasoning that the doctor before her was probably the one in charge of her mother's case. "Please, how is she?"
"Are you in any way related to the woman that was brought in some moments ago?" The doctor asked again.
"Yes, she's my mother," Sam answered honestly as her heartbeat became faster, fearing the worst that the doctor could say. Was she dead? Did her stepfather finally beat her to a stupor?
