Chapter 9

Sunday’s shift was not nearly as smooth a day as Saturday. Upon arriving at work, Tracey told Susan, “ Allison began to run a fever during the early morning hours of 101 degrees Fahrenheit. After washing her hands and donning a mask, Susan took Allison into her arms and sat in the rocking chair with her. Allison’s cheeks were flushed, she was coughing intermittently, and her normal good natured attitude and smile were gone; in its place was a frown with occasional tears and a little girl...