"It's a step in the right direction, Ma," Doc Morris comforted. "At least she's sleeping now, not unconscious."
Sheriff Cole leaned against the open door as Mickey O'Donohue approached. Still some fifty yards away Mickey signalled Cole to join him.
"What's up, Mick?"
The answer was pelted out rather than spoken: "Heard something stranger than a happy New Yorker this morning, Sheriff, how is she by the way, made me start wondering alot and I don't like that, shows things aint right so how she doing?"
"Doc reckons maybe she's on the right road. So what have you heard, Mick?"