It was the first time she had been in a hospital since she was born. She had acquired directions to where her father was and was now wandering identical corridors and feeling increasingly ill.
Every cough concerned her. Every glance from a person in a white coat embarrassed her.
It would help, she thought, if she had worn a sign around her neck proclaiming that she was not ill. That she was only visiting. That there was nothing wrong with her.