That snarky half smile evaporated. “And why the hell is that.” “Because my patient just sat herself up—and I’m not talking about her raising her torso off the damn pillows. I wasn’t there when she did it and I need to see how it happened.” Red Sox seemed to stop breathing. “What . . . I’m sorry. What the fuck are you saying.” “Do I need to reenact it in charades or some shit?”
