Addison’s POV
I placed the iPad I used to update the patients' electronic charts back at the reception desk as I waved goodbye to my last patient for the day. We had a few incredible donors at the clinic that made it possible to get some new equipment. I was so happy to get rid of the paper charts. I stretch my aching muscles to get rid of the kinks that came with being on your feet all day. I had arrived at the clinic at eight in the morning to do inventory, been seeing patients since nine, dealing with everything from the common cold to broken bones. I could never say my job was boring. No two days were the same.
I held up a drawing showing Tori what one of my patient's kids drew me while I was treating her mother, “Another one to add to the wall.”
She nodded, taking it over to the wa
