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Say what?

“Yesterday, she asked me to tell her more about you…”

I blink twice when the sassy nurse says that. Interested, I give her my attention.

“So, what did you tell her?”

“Sweet mouthed you, of course,” the nurse slaps my arm as if to say, ‘Trust me’.

“What do you mean? Sweet-mouthed? I’ve always been a good person. How else would you have talked about me to her?” I clear my throat proudly.

“Oh, I forgot to tell her about your ego,” she smirks.

“Hm, so, what did she say?” I implore.

“Well, she asked if you look at her in some type of way, and I was sincere with her. Yes, you do.”

I roll my eyeballs. “That’s not my question. My question is what-did-she-say?”

“She smiled. She’s not a person of so many words. Doctor Newman smiles a lot, isn’t she just so cute?”

I try not to smile. I still don’t understand why this nurse is playing matchmaker, but I think I’m starting to like her.

“She did not talk about her boyfriend?” I say in a question-like manner.

“What? She has a boyfriend?” her eyes widen.

“Yeah, I guess. I don’t know,” I shrug, hoping I’m wrong.

“Oh, they probably broke-up. You know most men these days can’t handle long-distance relationships. They broke up,” she taps my shoulder, laughing.

“Will you ask her?” I raise my brows.

“I’m not sure. I’ll try, she’s going to think I’m prying too much into her personal life,” she sighs.

“And are you not?”

“What!? You also think I’m a busybody? Oh, I see.”

“Hey, that’s not what I mean. I…”

She picks her injection tray, stands up, eyes me warily, and walks out of the emergency room.

I can’t hold back the laughter that’s forming in my throat. I think she is so dramatic. Overall, I’m glad.

I place my hand on my chest. Does that mean Sarah is interested in me?

I’m finally getting discharged today, and I wish I could stay a bit longer. But they have very few beds in the emergency room, and other patients need where to stay also. They can’t keep a healthy man there.

“Hm, finally! You must be so excited that you are leaving today,” Sarah tells me with a smile.

If only she could read my mind right now, I’m thinking of ways to come back here soon.

“Oh, yeah, sure, I’m really excited,” I lie.

“I know, right. The hospital is boring and the smell here and there,” Sarah gestures with her hand.

No, it was not boring. Watching Sarah is the most interesting thing I’ve done in my entire life.