Chapter 12: Five Years

I ran, but I was too far away.

Judd crossed the corridor and took Ezra by the front of his white coat.

He slammed him back into the nurses' station.

The counter shook. A tray of pens went over. Two patients' families in the waiting area stood up with their coffees.

"Judd!" I shouted.

He did not hear me.

"Preston called me at midnight," he said, and his voice rang off the walls.

"He read me the hospital's notice. He told me you walked into a hearing and admitted it."

His grip tightened.

"Admitted it, Ez. In front of lawyers."

"Let go of me," Ezra said, very quietly.

"You looked me in the eye on my porch."

"I did."

"And you lied."

"I told you I was treating her. I was."

"Don't." Judd's fist was white on the cloth.

"Don't play doctor with me. I've known you since you were eighteen years old. You promised."

Dee was out from behind the desk with her hand up. "Gentlemen. Not on my floor."

Judd ignored her.

"You gave me your word.

"You stood in that coat room with your hands shaking, and I made you say it. You said you'd never go near my sister."

The entire corridor went quiet.

A nurse near the med cart put a hand over her mouth.

"Promised what?" I said.

Judd turned his head.

I was standing five feet from them, and my hands were shaking.

"What did he promise you, Judd?"

My brother's face changed.

For a second he looked like he had when he was nine and I caught him breaking my doll.

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