Keep The Midnight Out (William Lorimer) - Plot & Excerpts
The view alone would raise one’s spirits, the mist lifting off those green hills and the water sparkling under a welcome beam of sunlight. There were large tubs of flowers either side of the front door; the delicate blooms of red and yellow begonias fringed by dark blue trailing lobelia. Someone cared enough to tend these plants and make the place attractive to visitors to the hospital. Somehow it made facing what lay inside a little easier for Rory’s mother, though she could not have explained why. Their journey was at an end now, a uniformed policeman ushering her and her husband Douglas inside, his voice lowered out of respect for the bereaved. That was still to be proved so, she thought, clinging to a last fragment of hope. Perhaps the dead person lying inside this building would have nothing to do with them. A white-coated woman that she took to be a doctor came forward; she saw Douglas shaking her by the hand, followed them meekly along a well lit corridor with doors on either side then around a corner where another policeman stood as if to guard the place against intruders.
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