Time passed quickly in West Ardin.
Before sunrise every morning, patients were already lining up outside the medical station.
Malaria, snake bites, high fevers, difficult labor...
We treated everything.
Some days I worked 14 or 15 hours straight without even stopping for a drink of water. By the time I crawled into bed each night, I was too exhausted to think about anything.
I stopped having insomnia.
Back then, I'd wake up at three in the morning and instinctively reach for my phone, wondering if Luke had finally called back.
Now I didn't.
Now I only knew that outside my moldy little dormitory, dozens of patients were waiting for me.
Everything happening thousands of miles away had long since faded from my mind.
Until one afternoon, the satellite phone at the clinic rang.
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