Jackson County Hospital Scottsboro, Alabama The lounge door flew open, Dr. Carla Blake stuck her head in and shouted, "Brace yourselves people, we've got victims from a five car pileup coming through the doors any minute! We're going to need all hands."
Jenna Williams sighed and closed her locker, leaving her purse and coat inside. It happened every time she agreed to work an extra half shift. No matter that she'd been there since two that morning and it was now four in the afternoon, fate would see that going home wasn't an option for at least another hour. That it was Friday only stacked the odds against her. But that was the life of an E.R. nurse. Sometimes it was plain old inconvenient, but she loved her work and it paid the bills.
Two other nurses, along with one intern, who'd worked the extra long shift exchanged weary glances with her, but not one complained out loud. Instead the group shuffled back out to the E.R. floor. Arguing or complaining would be ...
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