I Had A Dream I Chickened Out by Preston

“Tell that doctor he must take his things and go!” the nurse demanded. These doctors, she thought, they spend half the morning writing stories. “I’m in charge of Ward 22,” she said through clenched teeth. She heard a click and then the disconnect tone. The bastard had hung up on her!

“Tell that doctor he must take his things and go!” the nurse demanded. These doctors, she thought, they spend half the morning writing stories. “I’m in charge of Ward 22,” she said through clenched teeth. She heard a click and then the disconnect tone. The bastard had hung up on her!

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