Samantha

We heard the commotion before we could see it.

The doors of the medical center flung open with the so much urgency that had become familiar over the past hour. The combination of fast footsteps, constant medical instructions, and the metallic sound of a stretcher moving at speed. I had heard it enough times already today, that my body had developed a response to it before my mind caught up, at least not until I confirmed it wasn't someone I knew.

This time I turned and looked and my ...