Who: Will and OPEN What: A new patient, who is awfully familiar Where: Hospice When: Friday Rating: Low
William stopped in his tracks as he heard his name being called. Luckily, it was just the receptionist, whose arm was stuck out at him with a small stack of files ready to be handed over to him. Will smiled at her, reverted back and gingerly took the files from her hand. "Thank you very much, Marianne. And... have I ever told you that—"
"My name is the same as your sister's?" she interjected. "Only every day, Mister Dale."
Will nodded and turned back in the direction he’d been heading in before. Well, it seemed like there was tough crowd today. He couldn't even get Marianne to smile at his poking at her name. True, it was spelled differently than his sister's, and he usually called her just Mary anyway. But there was something oddly refreshing about hearing her name said like that. It always brought a smile to Will's face.
Taking a glance at one of his files, Will squinted a bit at the name of the new patient being brought into hospice and then at the room number. He wondered why this name sounded familiar, but in his haste, didn't think much more on the matter. Instead, he went about his daily rounds before actually paying a visit to this new patient. As he quietly slipped into the room, he noticed that there was someone else there in the room with the patient. He tilted his head and blinked a few times, clearing finding the person's features awfully familiar.
"Good afternoon," he said quietly, clearing his throat before continuing. "I'm William. William Dale. Have we met before?"