“I left food in the kitchen, and if you need anything, you can go check the fridge.” Nancy was talking to me. “You don’t seem so good to join us at work today.”
I was brushing, and listening, but my mind was revolving around last night’s event. I was getting flashbacks, more especially the moment she shouted her name in my face because the dancefloor was too loud for me to hear her if she spoke the normal way.
“Alessandro?” Nancy tapped my arm. “Are you okay?” I nodded. She had jolted me back to reality with her incessant calling and tapping.
“The nurse from Nigeria is here to say hi, she is leaving with me.” She announced.
The nurse from Nigeria, the one David told me of. The one that was with us in the operating room. The one with a ring on her finger. The very one that sle
