LAURA I didn't stop for any pleasantries. Even when a few of the other nurses greeted me on my way in, I barely acknowledged them. Anger pulsed through every part of my body, making it impossible to focus on anything else. By the time I reached my office, I slammed the door shut behind me and let out a silent scream. I was upset. I was furious. I was feeling so many things at once that I couldn't even make sense of them. I knew I was partly in the wrong. I knew I was being petty. And I knew the way I'd treated Jerry wasn't fair. But... There wasn't a "but," was there? I dropped into my chair, practically shaking from head to toe, and forced myself to take slow, deep breaths. Think clearly. Just think. But no matter how hard I tried, my thoughts remained tangled. What was I really angry about? Was I angry at Jerry? Or was I angry at myself because everything he'd said was true? We rarely fought, and Jerry rarely picked fights, so I knew for a fact that I had hurt him
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