The policeman’s words hung in the cold air of the emergency room… – BICHNHU

My mind started racing.

Eight o’clock at night.

I was already in the hospital.

“Who was arguing?” I asked.

“He couldn’t make it out clearly,” he replied, “but he said it appeared to be a man and a woman.”

Nora.

The thought appeared in my mind like a flash of lightning.

My sister.

“My sister arrived today,” I said slowly. “Perhaps they were arguing about something within the family.”

The officer looked at my face carefully.

—Were they having any recent problems?

I shook my head.

—No.

But even as I said that word, I remembered something that had happened that same afternoon.