He’d thrown on a shirt and slid his feet into deck shoes, but the smell of grill smoke still clung to him. His knee bobbed in a nervous jig, and he stretched his leg out to stop it.He glanced at his watch again. Five minutes later than the last time he’d checked. Sam and Joy had disappeared behind the emergency room doors at least an hour ago.A nurse came to the double doors leading back into the examining rooms and called a name. A man with his hand wrapped in a bloody towel rose and hustled to her.He scanned the other four people left sitting close by. He’d read somewhere that the average emergency room visit lasted four hours. They’d sat in the waiting room for forty minutes before someone had come to take Joy back, and they’d been in an examining room for over an hour.Two orderlies with a gurney wheeled by and got on the elevator. Jeez, the staff around here moved at a snail’s pace. The florescent lights glared overhead, reflecting off the chrome on the plastic chairs and the wax job on the tile floors.
