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Future Directions
Future directions

I nodded off a couple of times, but when my chin fell onto my chest, I was jerked awake. A woman whose baby was coughing something awful—Mama said it was the croup—asked the receptionist how much longer before she got to see someone, she need to get her baby back to bed.

The receptionist smartly flipped a page of the magazine she was reading and said, “Look, I've told you twice, they'll get to you when they can. If you didn't have time to wait, you shouldn't have come today.”

The woman, sounding as if she'd just been slapped so hard she could barely speak, murmured, “I'm sorry. Thank you ma'am.” Then she sat down, clutched the baby to her chest, and rocked.

I squirmed ...

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