I had spent the rest of my day doing paper work, seeing that all the files for Aiden and his potential operation where he would receive a donor heart, were OK and ready to go in case the right heart would pop up somewhere at any given time. I would kill myself if the right heart would show up, and we would be too late because of paperwork that got filed in too late or had some information or signatures missing. Once I was done, I knew everything was perfect. Now, it was just waiting for the right heart to show up.
Once my shift was over, I went to the dressing room and changed into my normal clothes. I wore a red tshirt and a pair of jeans. I wore flats almost daily, having a job that had you running around almost all the time wasn’t an invitation to wear heels, and now being a grown she
