WHEN SPARKS FLY

his footsteps echoing against the sterile white walls. "Have you heard yet who wi

r, looked up from the pages and replied, "No, I have been preoccupied

sion that said, "I'm glad it's you and not me." Despite this, Phil decided to share the news he had

cism in his voice, he asked, "Is it true that Daddy's little girl is attempting neurosurgery?"

ut the new registrar. Phil's tone was calm and composed, in stark contrast to Peter's disdainful attitude towards the topic at hand. "Peter, you ought to behave yourself better. Regardless of

ofessionally," he responded, pushing in his chair. "It shouldn't be difficult. Like her pompous

ut the new registrar's mother. "She must follow in her mother's footste

concerned with a person's appearance than their ability to learn," he griped. "Before Yeji Kim, that gir

easygoing Peter O'Connor is starting to get a little tough on his regi

veloped a ridiculous crush on me, but I couldn't help it. I didn't encourage it in any way.

ou need another reliable girlfriend. What happened with

time to find a nine-to-five playmate," he replied, raising his nearly empty coffee c

it goes—one door closes and another opens," he rep

ught. "Go easy on the registrars, Peter," Phil advised into the brief

le come to this classroom expecting to be praised for everything they do, even their mistakes, and to be fed by hand all the time. We are dealing with actual people, not computer simul

sharp words. "You think that's t

ael Williams was always in my corner, but it turns out he was just a fraud. He would berate me in front of patients and nurses

. Despite his technical expertise as a neurosurgeon, I couldn't stand working with him. But Pete

"Let's just wait and see," he said, attaching the phone to

'd get the kids ready for school so she could attend her aqua-ae

or open. "That's what I'll do