Morgan stood beside his car in the parking lot of Sangela City Regional Hospital at seven forty-five in the morning, staring at the main building. He had only been away for two weeks but it may as well have been two years. Morgan had been plagued by the sudden nature of his ‘break’. He had developed so many scenarios of how this day would play out: A few of them gave him hope that his return would be a smooth one whereas the majority of them had his stomach in knots.
Morgan had exchanged a few texts with his colleagues while he was away. They would ask him how he was doing or when he was returning. None of them had probed him about what was going on. This drove him to wonder what exactly they were told by Doctor Shay, Zahra or both. He still didn’t know what he would tell them and while
