Guilt was something that riddled my body since seeing Elijah again. He was someone that I never forgot about. In medical school, you often talk about your first fuck up. Elijah was my first fuck up. I could have saved that boy from a world of harm that his mother had tossed him into, and it broke my spirit. It had been in the back of my mind since Quasim told me what happened to him. I couldn’t help but feel like I failed him.

