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In the nursery, Sara sat in a big chair holding a baby, talking with Malcolm. The blond haired woman who had left the observation room came in and began cleaning in the room. Her hair was accented with a green streak on the right side.
“Melanie, what are you doing in here? Aren’t you supposed to be in the observation room?”
“They told me to leave so I came here,” she answered.
Malcolm perked up. “Who told you to leave?”
“Shelby; she was with Stephanie.”
Malcolm pushed to his feet, worry etched into his features. “Sara, how long ago did you drop Allie off?”
“Not too long ago; you were here when I came in.”
“Both of you stay here while I go check on her.” Malcolm left the room, then raced down the hall, around the corner, and headed for the door of the testing room.