CHAPTER 62 – Katie

  I clamp my mouth shut and force the bile back down my throat. This has been an awful morning, but the medicine is helping. I just hope my constant nausea slows down soon.

  I reach the ER doors at the same time the exterior door slides open, and a couple of stretchers are pushed inside with badly cut up and injured people on each of them. Blood oozes down both their faces. Their clothes are also covered in blood. The woman is semi-conscious, while the man appears to be unconscious.

  Little shards of glass spark under the lights and cling to their clothes.

  Another car accident. How many has this been this week?

  Like the previous ones, I might not be able to recognize most of the injured people. They have too many cuts and their faces are swollen and bruised.

  I take a deep breath and silently pray I can keep my churning stomach under control. The injured people need me now.