Romblon (For Heidee)
She's
hunched over yet another case for the day, her forehead creased, a
sigh escaping her lips once in a while. She knows the answers, much
like she knows the answers to all the other cases awaiting her
attention.
What
she lacks are four more hands and more funding. Whatever could be
spared her first is welcome. It would be safer to bet on the extra
hands.
But
then she beams as the next patient slowly peeks through the door. The
farrows on her forehead disappear and the sighs are replaced with a
flash of white as her lips part for a smile.
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