little kids. It would be kind of funny to drown in syrup, don’t you think?” she asked, beginning to wheeze.
“Didn’t the nurse say you were supposed to stay in bed?” he said.
“I will in just a minute. What’s your favorite disaster? Mine’s the
Hindenburg,”
Maisie said, turning back to the photo of it, falling tail first, engulfed in flames. “This one crew guy was up on the balloon part when it blew up and everybody else fell, but he hung on to the metal things.” She pointed to the metal framework visible among the flames.
“Struts,” Richard said.
“His hands all burned off, but he didn’t let go. I need to tell Joanna about him when she comes.”
“Did she say when she was coming?” Richard asked.
She shrugged, bending over the picture, her nose practically touching it, as if she was looking for the hapless crewman amid the flames. Or the dog. “I don’t know if she knows I’m here yet. I told Nurse Barbara to page her. Sometimes she turns her pager off though, but she always comes to see me as soon as she finds out I’m here,” Maisie said, “and I have lots more
Hindenburg
pictures to show you. See, here’s the captain. He died. Did you know—”
He interrupted her. “Maisie, I’ve got to go.”
“Wait, you can’t go yet. I know she’ll be here pretty soon. She always comes just as soon as—”
Barbara poked her head in the door. “Dr. Wright? There’s a message for you.”
“See,” Maisie said as if that proved something.
“I thought I told you to get back in bed,” Barbara said, and Maisie hastily climbed up into it. “Dr. Wright, Tish Vanderbeck said to tell you that she’d gotten in touch with Dr. Lander and asked her to come up to Medicine.”
“Thank you,” he said. “Maisie, I’ve got to go meet Dr. Lander. It was nice talking to you.”
“Wait, you can’t go
yet,”
Maisie said. “I haven’t told you about the girl and the little boys.”
She looked genuinely distressed, but he didn’t want to miss Dr. Lander again. “All right,” he said. “One quick story and then I have to go.”
“Okay,” she said. “Well, the people had to jump out because everything was on fire. The girl jumped, but the little boys were too scared to, and one of them, his hair caught on fire, so his mother
threw
him out. The crew guy was on fire, too, his hands, but he didn’t let go.” She looked up innocently. “What do you think that would be like? Being on fire?”
“I don’t know,” Richard said, wondering if talking about such grisly things with such a sick little girl was a good idea. “Terrible, I’d think.”
Maisie nodded. “I think I’d let go. There was this other guy—”
Talk about letting go. “Maisie, I
have
to go find Dr. Lander. I don’t want to miss her.”
“Wait! When you see Dr. Lander, tell her I have something to tell her. About near-death experiences. Tell her I’m in Room 456.”
“I will,” he said and started out.
“It’s about the crew guy who was up inside the balloon part of the
Hindenburg
when it exploded. He—”
At this rate, he would be here all day. “I’ve got to go, Maisie,” he said and didn’t wait for her to protest. He hurried back down the hall, turned left, and immediately got lost. He had to stop and ask an orderly how to get to the walkway.
“You go back down this hall, turn right, and go clear to the end of the hall,” the orderly said. “Where are you trying to get?”
“Medicine,” Richard said.
“That’s in the main building. The fastest way is to go down this hall and turn left till you come to a door marked ‘Staff.’ Through there there’s a stairway. It’ll take you down to second. You take the walkway and then cut through Radiology to the service elevator, and take it back up to third.”
Richard did, practically running down the last hallway, afraid Dr. Lander would have come and gone. She wasn’t there yet. “Or at least I haven’t seen her,” the charge nurse