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I’m supposed to be heading to Noelle. After that, I have another patient to see. Or is it the other way around? Maybe I need to take a break.
I have to look like a crazy person. I’ve gone in three different directions in the last five minutes. When I head back towards the stairs again, I run into Journee.
“Are you alright? You’ve gone towards the elevator then towards the front staircase then towards the back stairs then towards the break room. what’s going on with you?”
“So much.”
“What’s going on with your clothes? Why does it look like you’re wearing someone else’s scrubs?”
“I am. I had to snag whatever extra set we had in the closet. The ones I wore in I had to toss in the wash.”
My mind drifts to the one person I shouldn’t be thinking about right now.
He doesn’t know.
The words float through my mind as the night Daire headed of to become Daire Deville pops into my head.
“Is that really all you’re going to tell me?” Journee slaps her hands onto my shoulders as she turns me so I’m facing her. “What happened? Why did you need to change your scrubs?”
I’m momentarily confused by question.
“Oh. I took the Trolley from the park this morning. I decided to go for a run. Someone decided my lap was the perfect place for their lunch and their morning iced coffee would be a perfect complement to my coffee print scrubs. That hot and cold was a great wake up call for the person who wasn’t able to stop off to grab her usual morning pick me up. Huh?”
Journee’s light brown eyes look heavenward as she stands waiting for me to explain why I just made that sound.
“I’m about to walk away from you and leave you standing right where you are. There are other things I could be doing than waiting for you to share your thoughts.”
I smile before I put her inquisitive mind out of its misery.
“I might’ve taken my hangry out on someone who probably didn’t deserve it. You know how I am when I don’t get my morning coffee.”
She nods. Sadly, she has firsthand knowledge of how horrible I am when I don’t get my morning fix.
“It also explains why you can’t figure out which way to go. Aren’t you supposed to be in with Mrs. Hamilton?”
I snap my fingers and rush towards the back rooms.
“Thanks, hun.”
“You’re welcome!”
Forty-five minutes later, I’m done with Mrs. Hamilton, and I am ready for my much-needed break. I’ll see Noelle after. She usually takes a late lunch on Fridays anyway. I head up to my favorite quiet place. This room has one of the best couches I’ve ever slept on in it. When I reach the usually dark office, the light is on. That gives me pause.
No one ever uses this room. I don’t even know who it belongs to, but I know it hasn’t been occupied in the last five months. I look around to see if the signage has been updated. Hope and the other people who have offices on this floor and the third floor all have their names on a wooden plaque on the side of the door. there still isn’t a name on this one. The inside is fully furnished but I’ve never seen anyone inside.
That damn feeling moves over my body, and I make a split-second decision. I figure going inside is probably my safest bet. As I slip inside, I feel around for the light switch. I move away from the door because it has a plexiglass center to the wood frame. My shadow could be seen if I stood against it. He has no reason to come in here. It’s the last thought I have before another door opens and the lights come back on.
I turn around to find him coming from the restroom that’s connected to this office.
Great choice, genius.
“Twice in one day. More than I’ve seen of you in, what’s it been? Six years?”
He tosses the napkin or paper towel he was wiping his hands with into a trash bin I didn’t know was in this room. The room looks different.
Yeah, the light is on. You tend to pull the shades and keep it a lot darker.
That could be it.
