She could barely look at him as they stood side by side, operating on a soldier who clung to life. He was much too young to be at war in the first place. If she
hadn't been so strong, she would have cried at the sight of him. But she didn't cry. She was head nurse and she had a responsibility to the nurses of the 4077. She
could hear him breathing as he worked diligently and she forced herself to concentrate. When the sleeve of his scrubs brushed up against hers, she shivered,
wishing he was still holding her.