“Miss Craig calling Miss Craig,” Kit’s voice said at the other end. “How’re you doing up there?”
“What is it, Kit?” Jean said, fearing that another patient was coming in.
“I have a delegation to see you ... or someone.”
Jean put down the phone and walked down to the lobby. Tommy and Billy Ellis and Buzzy Hancock were standing by the desk. They all held large baskets.
“Whatever do you want?” Jean demanded of her brother.
“We brought these over,” Tommy said. “Mother and Becky and Mrs. Hancock sent a lot of food over for you guys.”
Jean smiled. “That was nice, Tommy. Thanks for bringing them over.”
“There’s something else,” Tommy said. “We’ve formed a squad.”
“Yeah, a riot squad,” Billy added.
“That’s a riot, son,” Buzzy squelched him.