“Thank you for coming,” she said tearfully. “I’m sorry to be so needy lately.” “Don’t be silly, Birdie,” Piper said. “What in the world happened?!” “We were having a pizza and he suddenly started to have chest pains and I asked him if he wanted to go to the hospital, but before we could even get outside, he had collapsed.” “I didn’t know David had heart problems,” Nat said. “I didn’t, either. His blood pressure is always spot-on—unlike mine—and he’s never had high cholesterol.” “Has he been feeling okay?” “As far as I know. He was really upset when Bailey was missing, but we both were . . .” “Does he take any medicine?” “You sound like the EMTs,” Birdie said, shaking her head and looking out the window, her tears blurring her vision. She’d mentioned the Cialis to John, but he’d said he thought it was unlikely to have caused any harm . . . but, somehow, she still believed it had to be related. David was in perfect health, and it was the only thing that was different.
