where's Jack?

Packed up Boo bright and early this morning and set off to visit my friend Jack. It's his birthday on Monday. 89th, I think. I wanted to wish him well. Drove Northbound on one freeway, merged onto another for a Northeasterly jaunt, then looped back Westbound on yet another. Finally, Exit 7. Straight a few miles, left on 78th, right on 28th, up the hill, left into the parking lot. Through the front door, down the hallway, up to the second floor, past the nurse's station, down another hallway, to Room 209. Empty. Room 209 was empty and my heart sank. Had he left us? I found a nurse and told her I was looking for my friend Jack. Oh, they moved him closer to home. Two days ago. I guess I should have called first. It would have ruined the surprise though. At least I have his stepson's number. I left a message with him. Hopefully he'll let me know where to find him.