Go here to read Chapter 26.Mystery, Memoir, and Meaning is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. The girl at the front desk of St. Regis Hospital Security shrugged her shoulders when I explained the situation with the door that kept refusing to stay locked, and she met my concern that someone had let themselves in to our Pastoral Care office with a blank stare. When I asked about the possibility of viewing any footage the hallway camera had captured, she spent an extra couple of seconds working on the wad of gum in her mouth before saying, “I don’t know anything about that.” She flipped a hank of long, stringy blonde hair off one shoulder and, as if to make a point, tapped an index finger on the cover of the fashion magazine I’d clearly taken her away from.
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