Samuel Reyes had been awake for nineteen hours when the hospital pager buzzed again. The corridors of St. Brigid’s were quiet at this hour. Not many of the kids in the pediatric wing were awake at midnight.

At 37, Samuel helped attend the ward. Treating sickly kids had always brought him purpose- helping to make a difference for those to smallxto really fight for themselves. His job was a bagde of honor, and Samuel wore it proudly.

Sparing the pager a glance, Samuel pranced to the nurse's station to tend to whatever matter came at hand.