I assumed she meant the hospital. She was sitting in jail.
My blurry, tired eyes adjusted to the harsh glow of my cell phone as I looked at the time. If I left within the next few minutes, I’d have a head start on morning rush hour.
As I pulled up outside the Metro Detention Center, I saw Bethany waiting on the sidewalk for me. She stood there looking down at the ground with a defeated look on her face… (to continue reading please click the link below).
Source: Dr. Henry Cloud