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What the Morrow Brings

Evie's POV
Present Day-2019

"It's a beautiful day to save lives" was the words that filled my mind as I woke up this morning for my first official day for work. Today was my first day of my residency at Mercy West Medical Center. All of the hard work and determination had finally paid off and I was starting the brand new day as a pediatric resident.

The funny thing is, my determination and eagerness to become a doctor stemmed from my obsession of Grey's Anatomy but soon after it was apparent that this was something that I wanted to do for myself and save the less unfortunate. Even though the long seasons of Grey's Anatomy writing have gone downhill, Derek Sheppard's words  has continued to stay with me and has motivated me through my journey.

Amidst my teenage years, I have endured hardship and losses has also motivated me to fulfill my residents. Losing your grandparents a year apart has made me numb to pain, but has inspired me to achieve the best for myself and make people's lives better.

"Moose, it's time to get up" I yelled. My dog is a lot like me. All he wants to do is sleep in all day, eat, and repeat the same thing all over again. He is also a night owl and likes to stay up all night whether it's playing his toys or running throughout my apartment. He is a Siberian Husky and has white and grey fur with cute gray eyes. He looks at me with his gray eyes and pouts.

"Awww, Moosey don't give that face. You shouldn't up late playing with your toys." I exclaimed. Him being up, is basically my fault. My dog doesn't sleep until I go to sleep and I was up all night anxious for this morning. I guess it's my nerves or something. I hate being the center of attention and I knew that my transfer to Scotland was going to make me be in the spotlight. Not only am I'm the newest resident in Scotland Memorial Hospital, but I knew that I was going to be a outlander because not only was I American but a black woman.

Moose runs to the kitchen and waits for me to prepare his food. I follow him to the kitchen and place his food in his bowl along with his water. I go upstairs to take shower and get dress for work. SZA's Music plays in the background while I shower.

I loudly sing to the words, "All I got is these broken clocks, I don't got no time to waste burning daylight....." I get out the slower and dry off with a towel.  I decided to wear a blue blouse paired with grey slacks and black high heels. I pull off my bonnet and put moisturizer on my long curly hair. I walk downstairs and Moose barks letting me it's time for him to use the restroom.

"Ok,Ok boy! Let's go boy!" I said and smiled. Moose barks in response and I open the door and he goes to his favorite spot. After he is done, he runs back to me and we head to the car.

"You ready to visit Ms. Fitzgerald's." I say to Moose. He barks happily in response and I start the car heading to her house.

Ms. Fitzgerald is a elderly Scottish woman that I met on the visiting one of Scotland's most famous touring spots: Craigh Na Dun. She is a sweet lady who lost her husband several years ago. She lives close to Craigh Na Dun so she doesn't mind watching Moose. She offered to watch Moose for free while I work. Since I am fairly new to Scotland, I glad for the extra help.

As I drive to her place, I enjoy the essence and scenery of Scotland. With its green and voluptuous mountains and the city lights ahead me, keeps me entralled with this city even more. As I'm driving, incoming call comes from my car speaker. It's Cree.

"Hi, Ahote. What's my sweet girl been up to?" Cree asked.

Cree's like my unofficial father figure. He practically raised me and checked on almost everyday every since my parents died. He was best friends with my father but both of my parents tragically died in a car accident when I was 8 years old. He calls me Ahote which means Restless One in Native American. He's half Cherokee and half Navajo. Since He's fluent in Cherokee, he has taught me his native language throughout the years that he has raised me and now I'm fluent in the language.