The Juggling Act

"Sorry, Clara," Gemma panted, catching her breath as they stood outside the sliding hospital doors. "Work kept me running. I didn't even have a second to call. Let's grab lunch, my treat."

Clara managed a faint, tired smile. "It's fine, Gemma. Let's just get out of here."

They walked a few blocks away from the sterile environment of the hospital, seeking refuge in a quiet corner cafe. The scent