
THE BASKET MAKER ON TUESDAY
I stared hard at the nurse behind the desk at the hospital, hoping to intimidate her enough to make her forget health care privacy laws. “Is the basket maker okay?”
“Are you family?”
“No, but – “
“Then I’m afraid I can’t release any information.” She smiled brightly and waited for me to leave because she knew the law and refused to be intimidated.
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THE WOMEN OF FLY-OVER COUNTRY