8
BRYNN
Coming in for the night shift, I saw Joe and noticed the bags underneath his eyes. “A long twenty-four hours, wasn’t it?”
“I got a few hours of sleep during the night, but, of course, today there wasn’t time for even a ten-minute catnap.” He patted me on the shoulder. “See you at six in the morning. I’m going to pick up my nephew, and we’re going to crash out very early tonight.”
“Good luck.” I had serious doubts that he would be able to get a three-year-old to go to sleep early. But I wasn’t going to burst his bubble.
“How’d it go, sleeping all day?” I heard Doctor Green ask.
Turning to face him, I answered, “It wasn’t as easy as I had hoped it would be. But I did manage to get a few hours of shut-eye. How are the patients doing today?”
“Room six needs help getting to the s
