She fussed over me just the way a grandmother should.
“You’re just adorable. And you’re going to be a doctor! Wow! Lots of luck to you!” my elderly patient gushed, taking my hand in hers.
Then she paused, the smile wiped from her face.
“No ring yet?” she asked, gazing at my left hand.
I shook my head.
“Honey, you’re going to get much too busy. You better hurry up.”
And with that, she left, leaving me to wonder if she’ll be right.