Lucas sat on the edge of the bed he had spent most of his childhood with his face buried in his hands as he thought about his life.
Submitting his resignation letter had been more difficult than he had thought possible. The hospital's medical director had refused to accept it and had insisted that he give him a proper explanation for his resignation.
"You are one of my best doctors. I would be crazy to let you leave," the medical director had said, throwing Lucas' resignation letter in the trashcan as he got off his seat.
"I understand how you feel, Dr. Drew, but I'm sorry, my mind is made up," Lucas said apologetically.
