they screamed back at patients, with trays of lethal doses balanced on their palms.
There were days Reeka wished she could take it all back and have her life once again. She was a boisterous teenager, with many years ahead of her. She had wished to travel round the world but all she could do now was travel round the ward.
Anger she now knew was a long whip that comes tearing at their skim of its whipper.
Anger clamped her life and pulled it down. A stab was all it took…. but everything was long taken away from her.