They had told me to 'take a break' from the pediatric ward.
I expected it though.
So as soon as the receptionist handed me my tag,
I walked to the farthest building in the hospital .
It stood a couple blocks away from the rest of the hospital buildings.
The Morgue.
Even before I reached the door, the foreboding smell of formalin hung about the air.
I pushed the door open,
and the pathologist was hunched over a table with a brightly shining headlamp over it,
his back to me.
I walked around the table,
but he didn't seem to notice,
he was concentrating furiously,
studying something under the microscope and scribbling illegible notes on pieces of paper that were all over the table.
I decided to announce my presence by clearing my throat.
"Good morning doctor, "
I guess he thought I was somebody else because he started telling me all this stuff that did not make any sense.
" I think we are going to get to the bottom of his death real soon, I found what could be a break in this case, I was... "
" Javani... "I said.
He continued talking so I called him louder this time,
" JAVANI "
It was then that he looked up.
I could see the shock in his bespectacled eyes, I was the last person he expected to see today when he came to work.
I also never expected that I'd ever need Javani, in any way.
" Eva? "
I hoped that he would not take off his glasses, but he did.
And he looked at me intensely as if looking right into my soul ,
with those icy eyes that felt like they were boring straight into my conscience.
At that moment, giant goosebumps erupted all over my skin like an allergic reaction.
(I could literally feel them pushing up against my shirt)
Javani's looks did that to me.
No wonder I didn't like him.
He 'weirded me out', as Joshua had said yesterday.
He asked me what I was doing there,
and just when I started to answer him he interrupted me.
.
"Let me guess,, "Uh oh, Theories Alert.
Incoming.
" You got kicked out of pediatrics,
OR this is your new assignment, which is highly unlikely,OR you missed me
(he chuckled nervously in a strangled voice as if there was no way in the world I could possibly miss him),
OR you are looking for something, "
he said eyeing me suspiciously.
His glare nearly made me crack and tell, but I caught myself just in time.
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Break Of Dawn
SpiritualEva, 17 years old, gets kicked out of her home when she tells her family that she wants to convert to Islam. A high school student, with no cent to her name, now has to grow up fast, and figure out how to live without her family, on her o...