She didn’t think she could stand watching him leave. She was near panic as it was and to think that it was the last time she’d see him would send her over the edge. Sergeant Webber’s voice brought her back through.“Ma’am, I need you to open your eyes.” Tammy opened her eyes and looked into Webber’s face—at least, the part that wasn’t covered by a huge collar and helmet. “Good. Now, I am not going to let you die. Do you understand that?”Tammy looked at him again and saw that he truly believed it and it gave her hope. “Yes. I do.”“Excellent. We’re going to hold onto the chair on its back and on the armrests. I need you to lean back and grasp the edges here as hard as you can.” Webber waited for her to follow his instructions before he nodded to Jamison to grab the chair. “Now you’re just going for a little ride.”Tammy held her breath as they started rolling slowly across the carpeted floor. The further across the room they got, the worse she became. She was afraid her grip would loosen or they’d hit a bump.“So while we’re just hanging out.
