I had sat through far too many lectures for the day, and was already ready to make my way from the classroom and home to try to allow my brain to relax a little before even beginning to think of making a start on my paper that we had been assigned. Another one. But, this is what I wanted. I knew what I was signing up for when I decided to follow in my Mum's footsteps to become a doctor. I wanted this. And I was determined to make my parents proud.
“Miss Garcia” a familiar voice called from behind me on the corridor just as I exited the classroom. A voice that made my heart flutter, and made me want to throw caution to the wind and rush to him. The same as it did any time I heard his voice. But I knew at this time of day the corridors were busy, we would be seen. Something that can not be
