Blake. She had sent the Rosenberg twins home and had taken over the watch for the night. Mrs. Webberly had promised to take in Rooney, so she had covered that worry. The nursing staff had brought her bedding to use with the visitor’s chair, which could be converted into a bed. It was uncomfortable, but it was better than trying to sit and sleep. Mrs. Blake woke up twice in the night but didn’t panic and tear her way out of the oxygen tent. Plus, her breathing seemed easier. The nurses felt this was a good sign. After folding her chair bed back into its daytime configuration, Savannah folded the sheets and blankets into a neat package and placed them in the closet. She was convinced at least another night at the hospital would be in the cards. She told the head nurse to expect Rachel and Faith at any minute, then picked Edward up at his condo. It was five o’clock on the dot. “I grabbed us some scones from Queen’s Head.” Edward handed one to Savannah after he had settled into the Mini.
