Angus and I hopped into the car. He turned the radio on low. The local radio station was playing all of Gordon Lightfoot’s hits. “I need it to keep awake.” Angus explained as he pulled out of the parking lot to the ballad ‘Carefree Highway’. It certainly seemed true after having dropped Ted off at…

I read my magazines and Angus read his book. Occasionally we would look up to watch the goings on in the ER waiting room. At one point a very anxious elderly woman with two middle aged men arrived and were ushered into the ER. I figured it was probably the family of the patient who arrived…

I found two adjacent seats in the emergency department waiting room. I placed my backpack on the one chair and I sat in the other. I took a deep breath. I was greeted by the faint odor of poop, vomit, and antiseptic. This was not foreign to me. It was the smell of a paycheck….

Angus’ expression became somber. “I’m guessing this is bad?” “It could be.” I admitted.“Gotcha.” Angus responded. Now he was all business. He waved us toward the camp car parked adjacent to the main building. Not at all creepy I opened the backdoor for Ted and he gingerly sat in the backseat. He eased himself over to the middle seat…