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It's a cold February night. People are bustling through
the streets, either pulling up their coat collars or wrapping
scarves around their necks, trying to stay warm. It's
so cold today. I'm standing at my window, looking at the
people moving like little dots. Standing in a heated room,
I'm beginning to pity those people. Why don't they go
home? Do they plan on wandering until morning?
"Almost time to go home! My boyfriend must be going
crazy." One of the nurses breathe a sign of relief.
"Still needs to work overtime on Valentine's Day.
It's so unfair!"
"You are fortunate." Another nurse says.
"Some people don't have anyone waiting for them."
"You mean Dr. Shu?" Like Sherlock Holmes, my
ears perk up when I hear my name.
"Do you remember how she lost control on this day
last year?"
"Of course I do." A nurse shudders.
"I've never seen Dr. Shu like that. Crying and yelling,
like she was crazy." They are talking about how I
was last year. They are correct. I was out of control,
like they said.
"You can't blame Dr. Shu. If my boyfriend died in
front of my eyes, I would probably go crazy as well."
"Keep it down. She hasn't left work yet. She might
hear you." The two nurses are too late. I heard the
entire conversation through the canvas wall.
"Dr. Shu, what are you doing standing here?"
Just as I was deciding whether or not to reveal myself,
another nurse exposed me. I awkwardly step out. The 2
nurses who discussed me start to blush. Their faces became
redder than the bow on the box of Valentine's Day chocolates.
"I'm waiting to go home." I pretend that I didn't
hear anything.
"Dr. Shu, you must have gotten too involved in your
work. It's already past time to go home. See you tomorrow.
Happy Valentine's Day!" She waves goodbye.
"Happy Valentine's Day." I wave back and watch
the 2 nurses hurry away. That's fine. I was ready to go
home anyway. Even though no lover is waiting for me, at
least there's a lazy cat waiting for me to feed.
After I reached home, the first thing I did was to feed
the cat. I forgot when I first had the cat. Probably since
last year's Valentine's Day. At that time, I was like
an abandoned cat, with eyes filled with despair. Cats
don't cry, I do. That's the only difference.
"Better drink all the milk or I'll skin you."
I threatened the cat. Her name is Christine, my least
favorite English name. I don't know why I named the cat
Christine. Christine meowed once to let me know she heard
me, but her eyes are complaining about the severity of
my tone. Her eyes remind me of someone I used to know,
standing in front of me with eyes full of rebellion.
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