In my novel, "The Phoenix Prescription", Tim Voight is a training surgeon confronted by a severly burned trauma victim, Danny Ferrone, and the man's fiancee who is in a coma. Isolated by the Blizzard of 1978, Voight must make crucial medical decisions on his own. He's opposed by a powerful father figure and his own guilt about his brain-damaged sister. Enter the burn victim's brother, Tony, a Vietnam Vet who has seen his share of horror and who, in fact, is haunted by his own actions years earlier with a terribly wounded buddy. He's wracked with guilt about his war secret. Tony confronts his brother's overwhelming critical condition with ambivalence and a polar difference in attitude about his brother's aggressive ICU care.