MAXINE

"Good morning," I beamed as I walked into the packed hospital lobby. A few nurses were behind the desk, handing clipboards to doctors and informing them about the progress of some of the patients.

"Somebody is in a great mood," Nadia commented as she walked over to where I was with a clipboard in her hand. She smiled and gave the clipboard to a nurse by the counter.

"It's a good day," I said, planning to shrug but I couldn't help the big grin that spread on my face this time.

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