hat would show any interest in someone like me. After unlocking the door to make my way inside, I pulled a lock of bland b

ly. With that in mind, I quickly shed the uncomfortable, ill fitting dress only a few feet inside

my own way through med school meant taking as many part time jobs as I could handle, so it was important to keep

it would feel like to touch them, but quickly recoiled. There was something off about them to be able to

ringing. The screen display let me know it was Uncle. I took a deep

saying, “Good? How is it good?

No, Uncle, I’ve been working ver

over?” I knew he didn’t hear an

with a friend, and I’m studying alone. I

on. Having powerful friends will help the clinic.” His only concerns lately have been having me take over th

e important,” I said matter-of-factly. “And the clinic wouldn’t be affected anyw

or drunk. He wasn’t alone, he had teams of nurses and support staff that kept things running smoothl

to you for everything you’ve done for me. I’m working hard to make sure I c

ly family you have left. Don’t get distracted. You owe me at least that much.” He sounded

en I put my phone back on the desk, I caught a glimpse of the muscular chart I was accidentally p

t a couple blocks, fifteen minutes max. That would still give me several hours of

risp evening air and reminded myself that things are going really well. One more year, no distractions. I have a s

han Uncle’s house. Juno insisted on taking care of the bills since her family was paying for h

see a dark cargo van with the side door wide open and a large figure shoving a bag over my head. Before I had tim

I heard the door slam closed and felt