[ZAYN]
The hum of the generators and the distant chatter of the village filled the air as I worked in my makeshift office, preparing the vaccines needed for the day's immunization drive. The malaria outbreak had been devastating for the people here in Turkana, and the thought of those suffering drove me to work with even more determination. I filled syringe after syringe with the life-saving liquid, my hands moving in a practiced rhythm.
"How’s it going, Zayn?" a voice came from the doorway.
I looked up to see Alexia, a fellow American doctor who had become a close friend during our time here. Seeing a familiar face in this faraway land had created a bond between us. "Hey, Alexia. It's going well. Just trying to get these vaccines ready for the day."
She walked over and leaned against
