From Sleep May Come: Contemporary Romance by Julie Miller Page B

nurse to never accept no as a final answer. It was her way or flying a car right into the big ocean filled with god- knows- what. 
     
    Michael allowed more reading to be acknowledged. Accordingly, the article writer claims that the medical review event was to be taking place on August 3 rd . The speaker would be Dr. Michael Randall for the first two hours to which the live event would teach medical interns what are the pro’s and con’s of entering into the medical field. Michael read the word “presentation” as he stared at it with confusion. He cleared his throat once searching for unknown purpose. Medical school put him through hell in freshmen year but he had transformed into a geeky star once the second year came around. The important difference was truly something that allowed one person to think about determination and interest. His determination was easily observed as a dictionary full of life goals. Every chapter held a separate goal that had to be achieved within a specific time frame. Professor Johnson would ask his intelligent undergraduate student, “What would happen if one single goal was not accomplished by a specific deadline?”
     
    To which Michael responded, “Everything”.
     
    Attention was key and it was essential to be on time. Putting the newspaper aside to lay flat on the kitchen countertop, Michael put on his brown leather coat that he had received as an anniversary gift the first year he had began developing suspicions based on his wife’s whereabouts. Nobody knew the real story behind the closed doors because the doors always remained locked where not even a locksmith would have the opportunity to break into. And that was the way it should be because Michael was one to like his privacy.
     
    Outside held a lot of noise like taxis honking for clearway, children skipping on sidewalks to play little child games, and the yellow giant school bus was making its way to the corner in order to park for a stay of eight tormenting minutes or so. The stop bus whose STOP sign irritated all people.
     
    The young inspirational doctor was surely looking forward to his day. Four new patients to meet, two to send on home, and four interns to teach was a complete paradise for one whom admired hectic schedules.  His morning had arrived and it was time to treat and cure strangers.
     
     
     
     

A Broken Puzzle
     
    A certain feeling comes from signing in your mentally unstable wife into a behavioral health institution and is part depressing. Michael Randall had known that his own reckless account dispersed through the past months that had seemed to rush by. One new day would eventually arrive for a new giant leap forward. Him, promising himself that he would try his utter best to be a visitor in the mental institution that frightened him. Unintentionally unaware that one year had gone by to which he decided to move to another state where the open hearted memories of his wife’s presence would no longer co- exist. The shame and loss affected his everyday life as he met his new patients. Particularly one who shared the same surname as his depressed mute wife. The patient was named Kelly Osborn Reeds. Glory played a complicated game between mind over heart but emotion transformed into an ally role. This meant that a man could only perform a wide selection of things to take his mind off of the one person he cared deeply about but was not brave enough to literally be around. Work provided Michael with a realistic sense of accomplishments. The game plan had been altered from sweet everything for life to everything empty in life. Michael shut his eyelids peacefully as he recalled the afternoon he would be pronouncing the ‘I do’ phrase that would officially make a union of two divided lives. Now, the only thing that felt good was running across a big orderly neat hospital, helping patients from one health case to the next.
     
    Like a push-over, Michael knew as a doctor that he needed to help those that