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I waited about an hour, slowly sipping <strong>my</strong> juice cup and<br />

finishing the soggy bran left from the raisin cereal in <strong>my</strong><br />

Styrofoam bowl. I looked at the clock, and it said 8:50.<br />

10 more minutes.<br />

I cleaned off <strong>my</strong> tray and headed to the nurse’s station to<br />

pick up <strong>my</strong> discharge papers. When I arrived, I saw<br />

Loretta sitting at the computer through the glass<br />

partition.<br />

Glancing up, she saw me standing there wearing a<br />

crooked smile knowing our last encounter left me<br />

speechless. Tight lipped, she got up from her chair,<br />

picked up a yellow envelope and walked into the hall<br />

through a side door.<br />

Walking up to me slowly with an intense look on her face,<br />

<strong>my</strong> smile quickly faded as I flattened <strong>my</strong> lips and tucked<br />

in <strong>my</strong> chin, preparing for what I thought was going to be<br />

a good tongue lashing for <strong>my</strong> rudeness the first day.<br />

Standing right in front of me she whispered, “Do you have<br />

everything, Mr. Thompson?” her lips began to slowly<br />

bend upward as if she was holding back her laughter. I<br />

immediately picked up her vibe of forgiveness and we<br />

simultaneously laughed and hugged each other.<br />

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