As A Nurse I Was Assigned To Treat The Woman Who Made My Teenage Years Miserable

there waiting for exactly this, not the discharge, but this particular moment.

“Well,” she said. “Perfect timing.”

I lifted the discharge folder. “Let’s review your discharge instructions.”

She folded her hands in her lap.

“You should resign, Lena,” she said. “Immediately.”

I honestly thought I had misheard her. “I’m sorry?”

“You should resign,” she repeated,continue reading …