Actually, the young woman's time to die had been chosen by her husband and family. Oh, George, it was sad . . . Meredith's sobs punctuated her sentence into incoherent parts. Now, now Mrs. Ardorson. This is our terminal ward.
People come here if they have been diagnosed with a deadly disease.
Again Thomas flashed a cool yet caring smile and Meredith began the long process of drying her eyes a dab at a time. Meredith got out the whole question without crying. George knew that she was very concerned about being comfortable and carefree. Thomas opened his mouth to answer, but then turned away. He pretended to choke back tears, but George could see the remoteness in the man's dark eyes.