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

floor who needed things, and I went to each of them, and I did what I had been doing for sixteen years. I did it with the same competence and care I had brought to Room 304, which Margaret had tried to use against me, and which was, in the end, the only thing that had actually mattered in that room or any other.

The chair by the window in Room 304 would continue reading …