Robin and the Doctor
Robin and The Doctor by Abe Robin stood staring out the window of the maternity ward, watching the huge snowflakes blowing past the window. Already, she had put in three hours of overtime, since the evening shift was so slow getting in. Traffic crawled, when it moved at all. A bus, full of standees, took five minutes to go one block. "Robin, how are you going to get home?" "Oh, Dr. Kreuzer. I can't possibly get home. It takes an hour when the weather is clear. I guess I'll just sleep...