Chills racked Mary’s entire body, but she was drenched in sweat. She felt a tightness in her chest, so she sat up to cough. “Wh-what happened,” she asked, her voice hoarse from lack of use.
“You’ve been out cold for two weeks,” the doctor explained.
“Mary! I’m so glad you’re okay,” her mother wrapped her in a tight hug, still close to tears.
As soon as her mother stepped back from the bed, Mary was bombarded with the doctors questions from the doctor. She answered them as best she could. “Yes,” she told everyone, “something strange did happen. I had a vision, I think you would call it. The stock market is going to crash next year.”
Her parents turned to the doctor, bewildered and scared. Radwick, however, remained focused on his young patient. “Mary, you’re just shaken up. Get some rest.”
He advised Mary’s parents to check on her every two hours, and make sure she had enough to eat and drink. And the doctor took his leave.
Although caught up in the emotion and tension of the situation, Cynthia was completely confused. What was the stock market? She wanted to ask her parents, but she was afraid the question would upset them even more.