The wilted carnations and poppies made a gloomy scene in the hospital lobby. That, plus the off black wallpaper and the coughing from other patients made one just feel dead. It put all who entered, or were exiting, into a world of despair. Those who left felt sick, but not a normal sick, more of a soul sick. That's exactly how Naomi felt as she walked out of the elevator, leaving towards her truck. The doctor had tried to...