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I have lost count of the number of people who had stopped to look at me before leaving. The normal thing was to ask for help. But I didn't know how fast information spread in the town.
I could play like I had returned to the hospital on my own, but I felt that one of the locals was going to tell her what had happened.
I had spent five months working on myself to make sure that my carelessness didn't become a burden to everyone around me.
"Pride aside, what do I do now? Right after I had boasted to Stacy too," I thought to myself.
"You can always follow me back," Stacy said to me.
I turned and found her holding my car keys and my phone.
"Here you go," she said as she returned the keys and the phone.
"How did you know I was lost?" I asked.
"Seriously?" She gave me the “look” to match.
"I know. It's just…I didn't expect I'd get lost. I've spent the past months working on myself so I don't make things too difficult for those around me," I explained, "But…well, here we are."
I knew I looked so uncool in her eyes but “it is what it is”.
"I know you've been trying your best to improve," she said. "Even the way you attended to patients today showed how much thought you've put into improving. I'm proud of you."
I could tell that she wasn't trying to flirt with me. She actually meant it.
"Thank you," I said.
"Also thank you for today," she said. "Although most of the patients weren't sick, it's been decades since I last saw that amount of people in our hospital. So, thank you for giving me a sight for sore eyes."
"You're welcome," I smiled. "And thank you for finding me."
"In your own words, 'Who gets lost in Glen Allen?' " she asked with a playful grin. "I guess the answer will be you."
"I guess so," I chuckled softly.
As the laughter faded, we found ourselves staring into each other's eyes. It felt like years since we had.
"Alright, enough staring," she said, clapping her hands together and ending the mood. "Do you mind taking me home?"
"I don't mind at all," I said with a smile and led her to the car.
Little wins like this was enough for me.
Chapter eleven
Ethan Sullivan: The Man with Machine-Like Hands
Stacy
Three days had passed. Ethan finally swallowed his pride and took lodge at a guest house not too far from the hospital. Of course, he hated it.
"They call it food. Well it's food alright, dog food," he complained as he ate the pizza he had ordered.
Besides those moments where he was an overgrown baby, Ethan took his role as a staff member seriously. So much so, that he even ordered the equipment our hospital lacked. He told Dad not to bother paying; the machinery he sent was actually some old ones from his hospital. We soon discovered that it was a lie; we found the receipts, showing he had actually bought brand new equipment.
We decided not to say anything. His clumsiness this time was for our own good. The number of patients was still relatively high in the mornings, but in the afternoons and evenings, we hardly had anyone come around. In medicine, that was a good thing.
The cases that came later in the day were life threatening and put everyone at a high tension.
