Mated by fate

my'

p, my head pounding and my

or a run to get me completely awake and energi

ffee and take it to go sit by a

taking pathetic slurps of my coffee. I chose this booth because it gives me privacy,

dad was still alive. It's almost time for his death an

at a cafe close to where we lived. I haven't stepped a foot in that place since he died. Besides, I

rd at the person that interrupted my thoughts with their presence. M

e manage to

s, gesturing to the

il to take notice of the way his muscles flexes through his tight fitted

lf to look away, attempting to suppress the unwelcomed a

art to think you were hoping for me to find you,

my eyes again, and l look down bashfully at the now cold cup of coffee in my hands. I hadn't even rea

re. "I wasn't staring," I reply, tilting my chin up so I look so confide

h a shrug, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Besides, you said I had to find out your name, and

n. In my defense, I hadn't expected him to t

ll. What this stranger possibly need my

ty getting the better part of me. "Well, now you

me, adding to my bewilderment about him bothering to find out about me. "I need your medical assistance.

from his confession. "Sounds to me like what you need is a doctor, and not a nurse. Or better still, go to a h

t need a doctor, just a nurse to offer basic treatmen

ordinary. Now he's saying taking sick people to a

isitively, with a ra

s, trying to dispell the headache that began t

d the ones that have been taken to the hospital, end up dying there. So if the

ly, my mind goes back to the patient from last night with th

're talking about?" I inquire, also coming to the reali

irming my susp

his admission, and I take th

had a seizure before he died, which is unusual for someone diagnosed with a mild fever. H

oever this man is sayi

"So where exactly do I

ontract as my town's h

ld want me, a total stranger to take on such a massive respon

ough the trouble of doing what I aske

hoose to ask him directly. "

n thought, all the while pinning me wit

illing, but you still came back to me even when my

y one thing, but the look in his eyes tells me

about all the sick and dying people who would only get worse if I don't help, f

longer, but I need time to think this through, and I have to figure out what to do with

ply him. "Give me a few