14 - Tuesday

Ava - Tuesday

I feel like I’ve only slept a few hours, after passing out last night I was up early to start clearing through the storage cupboard in the middle of the two medical rooms. They each have a door that opens into it, but it only has a small window and the light is broken. I take a picture of the jumbled mess to send to Lou. She’d be horrified at the chaos. After an hour of pawing through boxes in the half light I give up and start throwing them into the medical room that I’m going to take as my own. The one that connects to the back office.

The out of date boxes skid across the floor before I hear laughter. Nervous, I straighten up, dusting off my knees and carry an armful of old bandages out into the medi-room. There’s a tall man standing in the middle, grinning at me.

‘You’re a good shot,’ he smiles. In one hand he’s holding a coffee cup, his free hand rubs across his cheek.

I blink at him, taking in his dark hair and bright blue eyes. ‘I didn’t hit you, did I?’ I gr