"You've gone above and beyond with this temporary shift, Mia. Tell you what—next time, stay off the sidelines. Take some personal time." Dr. Anderson's hand drops onto Mia's shoulder, his grip firm and encouraging.
"As a little 'thank you,' if you ever want to actually enjoy a game from the stands, I can pull some strings. VIP seats, as many as you want." He offers a broad, booming laugh and a wink before sauntering off.
Technically, this back-to-back road trip shouldn't have required a junior intern like her.
But the universe has a funny way of shifting the deck.
With another medic sidelined by a family emergency, Mia has become the "utility brick"—ready to be moved wherever the wall is crumbling.
She bites her lip, a flicker of excitement sparking through the exhaustion.
Watching f
