« He hasn’t told you anything, has he? »
My stomach dropped.
« Told me what? »
Arnold glanced toward the nurses’ station. Two women suddenly became very interested in their screens.
I tightened my grip on the lunch bag.
« He hasn’t told you anything, has he? »
« Arnold. »
He swallowed.
« He’s leaving, Chelsea. »
For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.