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saying there couldn’t be a better job than getting to help people on a daily basis. I couldn’t disagree. Helping people get well sounded like a good job. I wanted to help people somehow and that’s all the push I needed to join her in medical school.
    Years flew by like snowy white doves soaring across the sky. Nothing in that time of school changed between Danny and I. We remained with such little distance between us that if I reached out I felt as if I could touch him. However, in the right light I could always see the glint of glass that I remained hidden behind. The truth was we were always so far from each other that even if I screamed at the top of my lungs, he wouldn’t be able to hear it.
    Danny was dating someone, and I was alone as usual. Danny didn’t have a lot of girlfriends, not more than the average man. And he didn’t go from girl to girl. He stayed with each of them for long amounts of time. He would dote on each one of them, take care of them, and love them.
    After a breakup, he wouldn’t seek anyone out. Almost all of his relationships were started by someone asking him out. Danny never turned down an offer though if someone asked him. Perhaps that made him a bad person in other’s eyes, but I knew the real reason behind it. Danny was a person that sought after opportunities. He wouldn’t turn away an opportunity if he thought it could end well. From what I recall the longest he had ever been single since I met him was after my ex-best friend.
    He truly loved her with all his heart. And when it ended back all those years ago I had even seen him cry over her. She was his first love I suppose, and I know all too well how hard it is to get over a first love.
    After I graduated from medical school and became a nurse at a local hospital, Danny offered that I move in with him since his parents had moved away in pursuit of a warmer climate and left their house to him. It was big enough for a family of five, maybe more. He had thought it was too big for a single person. He was right. The house was too big and lonely for just one person to live in, but somehow I found the strength to tell him no. I couldn’t live with him. It’d be too painful to see his girlfriends come and go as they pleased.
    I found a small apartment that was a perfect fit for me instead. It was close by the hospital and also by Danny’s. Even after so many years I couldn’t stray too far away from him. It made me feel so insecure not to have him nearby. Now we live life day by day like we always have in the past. I take my chances with different relationships. None of them work out in the end because all I can think about is Danny when the lights go out and the nights grow cold. Lately, I find myself wondering more often than I ever used to if Danny thought of me at night too, if he thought of me at all.
    “Erin, it’s ready. Let’s eat.”
    His voice brought me back. I’ve been wandering off into my past a lot lately as well. I’m not particularly sure why, maybe I’m just losing my mind. If that’s so, then I don’t think I should go to work tomorrow. If I do then I might end up hurting someone instead of helping them. We moved to the table and sat across from each other like usual.
    “So how was your day?” he asked. Danny was always interested in my work. He thought that with me being a nurse I could heal the sick and help the suffering with a single touch. I couldn’t, of course, but it felt nice that he thought so highly of me. I told him all about my day. He listened and commented like always. We joked around and teased each other.
    At times like those I almost felt as if he and I were a couple. I was the happiest in those moments, but it didn’t take long for reality to come knocking and shatter my delusion. The phone rang and Danny jumped up to get it. It was his girlfriend on the line. I knew it would be a long time before their conversation ended, and so I finished my plate and washed it.
    After that, I