Four months later
Forcing a smile to my face, I rose out of my office chair. “Thank you so much for coming. I'll be in touch with my answer within the week."
After showing today's fifth interview out my office door, I exhaled a defeated breath. Fifteen prospects had passed through the clinic in the last week. So far, none of them felt like the one. Some male, some female, some middle-aged, some fresh out of school. All brought different skills and talents to the table. Under different circumstances, each and every one of them would have made an excellent partner.
But Papa's clinic was an exception.
Regardless of how defeated I felt, I knew the right person was out there. The one who would respect the enormous shoes they were stepping into. The one who would understand the importance of
