جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 12

My apartment was exactly the mess I had left it. Books on the floor. A plate on the desk I had no memory of using. My study corner looking like someone had given up on it mid-thought, which was accurate.Mid-semester tests in three weeks. I was behind in physiology. Behind in histology. Somehow behind in biochemistry, which didn't make sense because I actually liked biochemistry. The group had been good for a lot of things. Studying was not one of them.My mum's voice kept replaying in my head. We had talked the morning after the funeral. She made tea and sat across from me at the kitchen table like she used to when I was in high school and something was wrong."You seem like you have a lot on your mind," she said."It's medical school.""It's something else too."I looked at my mug. "I'm fine.""I'm not asking if you're fine. I'm asking if you're doing the right things.""Mum.""I'm serious. I didn't raise you to go there and lose yourself. You're going to be a doctor. That means som