Rachel walked through the hospital late in the afternoon, unwinding from a successful delivery. Mother and baby were doing fine, and father had made it through without fainting. She smiled, shook her head, wondering about the notion of someday having children with Olivia. We’d just have to settle which one of us gets pregnant, she thought with a smirk.
She looked ahead in the crowded corridor, and saw a good friend and fellow doctor. Faith Cavanaugh worked here in the oncology department, fighting a battle against a disease that all too often ended in a loss. Too many patients lost the battle to cancer. Rachel had often wondered how Faith could stand the emotional toll that area of medicine took on its doctors and nurses. It was something she could never do herself. She preferred the happy endings that came out of helping bring a new life into the world.