One year after my divorce, I ran into my ex-husband in the pediatric wing of the hospital where I worked

who sat on it.

That is not forgiveness. I have not forgiven her and I am not sure I am going to. I have said four sentences to that woman since 2023 and three of them were in a corridor.

What I have had to take.

And now mine, which is the part I have had to go at for eighteen months with a woman called Halla on Thursdays.

I knew.

In the June of 2023, four days after I was taken off clinical duties, I sat in Hollis Quayle’s