3 (Draft)
One day, the patient on bed #3 told her that he belonged to #3. The nurse didn’t get it: How could one belong to a number?
The nurse left work at 5:00 o’clock in the morning.1 While walking to her Volkswagen Jetta, she could not stop thinking about the patient who had just died, leaving her in tears. With so many dying around her all the time, she had grown a detached perspective on death. Tears welling up inside her took her by surprise. By the time she pulled out her car …