Bøker utgitt av Sian Brown

I leave the whiteboard on the chair and head to room 125, whenI walk in it smells clean. Like a typical hospital room, the lights aredimmed, and everything is so white. I look towards the middle of theroom and see Isa, like an angel lying down with a bunch of diFerentmachines attached to her. I grab her hand and hold it gently in myhand.