"Listen."

The voice was delicate but solid. Le’al didn’t think she’d heard it. She kept walking but looked toward the woman. She was pointing at her.

"Yes ma’am, you," the woman said. "Listen, he told me it’s time to get up."

Le’al let her cart roll ahead, easing in the woman’s room. She whispered, "Who?"

"God," the woman said, motioning her hand up. Didn’t look up, just studied the strength of her arm and began to rise.

Le’al didn’t move or speak. She saw the woman getting up. Then, heard herself calling for a nurse.