Michael.
An hour before Jennifer needed to start her chemo, I heard a knock on my office door.
"Come in" I spoke, knowing it was most likely a nurse here to update me on Jennifer, because I hadn't went by the see her since Luke took Harper on a ride, I wanted to give her time to chill.
But to my surprise, I saw Harper.
"Harper" I exhaled slowly, seeing her looking to me.
"Come sit. How can I help you?" I asked.
She cleared her throat, entering and taking a seat slowly.
"I want you to help me get my mom transferred to a different hospital." She spoke.
I stared to her.
"Harper-" "I'm not questioning your skills, I believe you're a great doctor- everyone talks very highly of you. I'm simply doing this because my mom has feelings for you, and I've noticed that you flirt back, and when she gets involved with a guy, she looses herself and she can't handle that while fighting cancer, so I need you to help me." She spoke.
"Harper, I assure you, I'll make sure to devote all of my skills to curing your mother-" "there is no cure," she spoke, calling me out on my bad word choice.
"I know- I just, I'll pour my heart into killing the cancer that is in her system right now." I told her slowly.
Her phone rang, making her glance to the screen before silencing and ignoring it.
"My point is that I need my mom." She spoke to me firmly.
I looked to her.
"I may act all tough and act like I don't give a fuck, but I do. I'm having to fight and beg for my moms attention every time she gets a man and I can't do that while also watching her get weaker and weaker-" the phone rang again.
"Do you need to get that?" I asked her.
"I don't know the number." She mumbled slowly,.
"Harper, I assure you- if your mom and I turn into anything at all, you will not have to fight for her attention." I told her.
"Right now your mom is processing a lot and dealing with the move and she's just-" the phone rang again, making her groan before finally answering
"Who is this?" She didn't even say hello.
I watched her eyes widen in front of me as she stood
"Oh my god" she spoke
"What's wrong?" I asked, moving around my desk to grab her.
"Our house was broken into, vandalized and robbed,"
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