Patricia Vazquez-Miller
9100 St. Charles Rock Road
St. Louis, MO 63114
(314) 493-6100 vazquezmillerp230@ritenourschools.org Creative Title
By Patricia Vazquez-Miller She took one step in front of another, She wore black heels. You could hear her from a mile away. Her white lab coat covered her short blue dress. She walked down Main Street everyday. The same left turn at the light and never looks both ways to check for cars. She stops by the coffee shop on her way in. Two mocha latte’s, Large. The same price everyday; 5.68. Cheap for coffee, at least that's what she thought. She then went on down the street to her office. St. Judes. She …show more content…
Patients like Michael are the reason she entered this field. He reminds her of her mother as any patient with brain tumor does. She walks away slowly looking at her phone. She checks her schedule to see if she has time for a snack with Dylan. Dylan has been there for her when she always needs him. MaryAnn then walks over to her nurses and asked them to call her 10:30 appointment and ask them to be pushed back to 1. Most patients are okay with being pushed back due to her involvement with their children. She calls Dylan in a heartbeat while walking to her office. She sits down and waits for him to pick up. Dylan picks up the phone and it sounds as if he just got out of the …show more content…
He was early and doesn't usually call my cell phone MaryAnn thinks to herself. She picks up the phone and for the first time she doesn't sound mean. Her and Dylan talk for the rest of MaryAnn’s walk to work. When she arrives at work she tells Dylan she will call him later when she is done. MaryAnn goes on with the rest of her work day but can't seem to get the thought of Dylan out of her head. She hated Dylan. She hated the thought of him wanted something with her and She definitely hated how clingy he was. For some reason she couldn't stop thinking about him, was it something he said or was it something he
9100 St. Charles Rock Road
St. Louis, MO 63114
(314) 493-6100 vazquezmillerp230@ritenourschools.org Creative Title
By Patricia Vazquez-Miller She took one step in front of another, She wore black heels. You could hear her from a mile away. Her white lab coat covered her short blue dress. She walked down Main Street everyday. The same left turn at the light and never looks both ways to check for cars. She stops by the coffee shop on her way in. Two mocha latte’s, Large. The same price everyday; 5.68. Cheap for coffee, at least that's what she thought. She then went on down the street to her office. St. Judes. She …show more content…
Patients like Michael are the reason she entered this field. He reminds her of her mother as any patient with brain tumor does. She walks away slowly looking at her phone. She checks her schedule to see if she has time for a snack with Dylan. Dylan has been there for her when she always needs him. MaryAnn then walks over to her nurses and asked them to call her 10:30 appointment and ask them to be pushed back to 1. Most patients are okay with being pushed back due to her involvement with their children. She calls Dylan in a heartbeat while walking to her office. She sits down and waits for him to pick up. Dylan picks up the phone and it sounds as if he just got out of the …show more content…
He was early and doesn't usually call my cell phone MaryAnn thinks to herself. She picks up the phone and for the first time she doesn't sound mean. Her and Dylan talk for the rest of MaryAnn’s walk to work. When she arrives at work she tells Dylan she will call him later when she is done. MaryAnn goes on with the rest of her work day but can't seem to get the thought of Dylan out of her head. She hated Dylan. She hated the thought of him wanted something with her and She definitely hated how clingy he was. For some reason she couldn't stop thinking about him, was it something he said or was it something he