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With a mix of excitement and anxiety, I turn my phone over, my head hot and dizzy.

Maria: I got wrote up. But it was worth it.

I smile.

Then quickly frown.

What am I going to do?

Chapter thirty-two

The Text Messages

March 2017

Maria: I know we only saw each other yesterday, but is it too soon to ask you on a lunch date?

Sam: That depends.

Maria: On what exactly?

Sam: Will you wear your pink scrubs?

Maria: I can.

Sam: I’ll be there.

May 2017

Sam: What am I going to do with you?

Maria: Whatever do you mean?

Sam: You need to stop looking so beautiful in scrubs. It’s not fair to the rest of the medical community.

Maria: I can’t make any promises.

June 2017

Maria: Can you meet for lunch today? I was thinking that small diner we used to love back in the day.

Sam: Sounds great. But we can always try something new.

Maria: I thought it would be nice for old times’ sake.

Sam: No, you’re right. It would.

Maria: I will always think about the time that we went there on a dare dressed up in chicken suits.

Sam: Good times.

Maria: LOL! It was all Ricky’s fault.

Sam: No. If I recall, it was yours for losing that bet.

Maria: True.

July 2017

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