The sun was just beginning to come up as I pulled into the ER parking lot. The morning started smoothly enough, with only a handful of routine cases. I was coming out of room 4 when Virginia, the head nurse, walked over, glanced at the empty major trauma room, and motioned for me to follow her. “Dr. Lesslie,” she began. Her voice was somehow different, and it surprised me. She was speaking quietly, but with a definite seriousness, and there was something else there. It was a gentleness, something I couldn’t remember hearing before. “Do you believe in angels?” Read
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