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Val walked into her office. It seemed more like home to her. She moved into her office two months ago, after her boyfriend had kicked her out of the apartment they had shared. They'd had a messy break-up after their three-year relationship because he was cheating on her with her ex-best friend. She finally found an apartment that suited her, but still had boxes in the office that she was too lazy to take home. Inside one of the boxes were photo albums and yearbooks.
I can't believe he's here, she thought. She thought she would never see him again. She really didn't want to see him again. That's the reason why she went to college all the way in California. He never did or would do anything to hurt her, but he did cause her pain. The pain of never showing how much she cared for him. The pain of anxiousness and false hope.
She opened up a box and took out a book. It was her senior high school yearbook. She flipped through it searching for her favorite photo. Val and her five friends Tyler, Hank, Jamie, and Caitie. Whatever happened to them?
Her stroll down memory lane lasted for a couple more hours, ending when she fell asleep. In her arms was the picture she and Tyler had taken together before they went off to college.
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Val woke up to the sound of knocking on the door. She had slept at the office and it was 10:53 A.M. Luckily it was her day off. She stood up and checked her appearance to make sure she looked ok. She opened the door. Much to her surprise, Gladys, one of the nurses, was at the door.
"Hey Gladys," Val yawned.
"Slept here again sugar? I thought you got your own place already."
"Oh yeah. Fell asleep on accident." She chuckled. Val left Gladys in the doorway and began to collect her things.
"Kenny's been wanting to talk to you," Gladys said watching Val. "He's been botherin' the nurses all night. The nerve of that child."
Val laughed. "Oh Gladys, I had the weirdest dream last night."
"Tell me about, girl." Val had always thought of Gladys as her "mother", and Gladys, "daughter". She was 60 years old and had been a nurse for 35 years. She was a widow and had a son and a daughter around Val's age.
"Well, I had a dream," Val walked past Gladys and into the long hallway, " that Kenny's new pediatrician was one of the old guys I used to like in high school."
"How's that supposed to be weird?" Gladys asked. They walked through the hallway and into the nurses' station.
"Well I haven't seen him for eight years, and I just didn't expect to see him again." They stopped in front of the desk.
"That reminds me," Val said, "Did Kenny's new doctor come in yet?"
Gladys was confused. "Dr. Val, I showed him to room 704 while you were in there."
"No you didn't," Val snapped back.
"Child, don't you use that tone of voice with me."
"Sorry Gladys," she apologized, sounding like a five-year old, "but yesterday was like a dream to me." She hoped it was a dream. She knew something had happened, but she really hoped seeing Tyler again was a dream.
"Well," Gladys said, "the new doctor was a very nice young gentleman, about your age." Val suddenly became interested. "Handsome too. Blue eyes and light brown hair." Val's heart skipped a beat. It might be him, she thought. No, it couldn't be. There has to be more than one 26-year-old guy with blue eyes and brown hair in this business.
"Oh look, there he is," Gladys said.
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Tyler walked down the halls, past the waiting room, towards the nurses' station. I can't believe I just seen Val. He saw Nurse Gladys waving to him. She was talking to someone but the woman wasn't facing him. She was medium height with blond hair. His first thought was Val. He walked up to the two ladies. He stood behind the woman.
"Hey Gladys," he said.
Val recognized that voice. The voice that calmed all her troubles when they were teens. The voice that caused most of them. There was only one person with that voice. She turned around.
A/N: Another one of my infamous cliffhangers.
