Later that night, Alicia's fingers were still hurting, and she was tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep. Louis lay next to her, holding her hand. Suddenly, his phone vibrated, and he tried to quietly silence it so as not to wake Alicia. He slipped his arm out from under her neck and stood up, planning to step outside and take the call. But Alicia woke up and looked at him with groggy eyes, asking, "What's up?"
Louis pointed to his phone and said, "Gotta take this call."
"Just take it here, don't go outside. It's cold out there," she said, trying to be considerate.
Louis just nodded and answered the call. "Morris, what's goin' on?"
Morris Monroe, Madelyn's brother, said politely, "Sorry to disturb you so late. Maddie got her hand smashed with a hammer, and her four fingers are all broken up really bad. She's in rough shape and crying, asking to see you. Can you come see her now?"
Louis's face changed, and he sat up straight, asking, "When did this happen?"
