Cora (Dollar) POV
A cute little girl came to see me. Her parents sat close by, watching her approach. When she asked if I was Nurse Cora, I recognised her voice. She looked much better than when I last saw her. Poor girl was a mess.
I noticed the tension from the group when Janice approached me, and the guards went on alert; it reminded me that it was never safe. I tried not to let it show and put all my attention on the little girl; she had recovered with no permanent limp.
Dad called at the end of lunch after Janice returned to her parents; I wasn't even in the same town, yet I still managed to bump into someone I'd treated before. It's true, I have treated thousands of people over the years working in emergency, and I guess when I'm the first person they meet who cares, they form an
