But I closed my fists and crossed my arms. Hans spoke then:
“Lai, can I talk to you for a moment?” he asked, clearing his throat.
“Sure. What’s going on, Hans?”
“…Let’s go outside. Please,” the doctor decided, and then he turned to me and looked at me with a fake, astonished expression. It was easy to see he wasn’t being honest with me. “Johanna, you should try to sleep a little. You’re pale and dark-circled; your body won’t withstand all this tension much longer. Why don’t you take the children with you? Andre needs to rest too. This morning’s turmoil could be counterproductive for the boy if he doesn’t regain strength. If you feel you can’t close your eyes, I have some pills I can give you, or injections. Whatever you want.”
“I don’t need anything, thank you. But I’ll try to sleep. I
