Shaun was exhausted in every conceivable way: mentally, physically, even her aura was dragging behind her on the floor. It had been a long surgery, but so far, her patient was recovering well. Tomorrow, Shaun would check in on her and determine if the tumour and subsequent surgery had caused any permanent damage. Though the surgery itself was fairly routine for Shaun, the placement of the tumour was not. It had been difficult to reach and had grown into normal brain tissue, making the resection more difficult.
"Have a good night, Doctor." One of the RN's who had assisted in surgery picked up her lunch kit and coat and headed for the exit.
"Same to you," Shaun said warmly. "Good job in there today, Sam."
Shaun gathered her belongings, wrapping a thick jacket around her thin frame. She'd
