She paused for a moment before rereading the message, as if she was expecting something. Her patients were always diverse, but this new one made her feel something strange. It was as if something unusual was approaching. She wasn’t sure if this feeling was tied to her growing anxiety or something deeper. She got ready and left the house, hoping that today would be different, perhaps better than the days before it.

All that separates her from the unknown ahead is the step into the train car. She glances back, then forward at the open train doors, and then to the right at the orange sun still in its infancy,she opens her phone and blocks some numbers