Chapter 5
Bobbi Herschfelt had just poured herself a glass of Pinot Grigio after showering. She stared at the glass, her mind blank. It was nine in the evening, and she was exhausted after a fourteen-hour day at work. Today was Monday, and the week had not started out so well. As director over two critical care units and a stepdown unit, her days were full of stress from the time she arrived at the hospital until she went to sleep at night. She never stopped thinking about work, because it was her life. Her husband had left her two years ago, unable to deal with her incessant obsession with her job—to the point of ruining their relationship.
Although Bobbi tried to tell herself that he just didn’t understand what it was like to have so much responsibility, deep down she knew that she was
