The Price of Slander
Language: en
I went to my brother’s hospital for an allergic reaction and ran right into the intern nurse who was crushing on him. Hard. After she overheard what she thought was an “intimate” conversation between me and my brother, her face soured with jealousy and panic. Just then, my brother, Alex, walked in and habitually placed his hand on my forehead to check my temperature. That was the last straw for her. She looked at me like I was the enemy, her eyes filled with suspicion. I was torn between laughing and crying, about to explain the situation, when she suddenly shrieked and slapped my…