Author: <span>Dean Booth</span>

Dr. Stewart came into my room a half hour before midnight.  His shift had ended hours earlier.  I asked him if he was lost.   I paused the movie running…

“Name of the deceased.” The small, stout woman squinted through coaster-sized glasses at her computer screen. “Uh, blank,” said the man. “Mr. or Mrs. Blank’s first name,” said the woman.…