“I brought you some tea, Doctor, while you write in his binder.”

I reached out as if to set the saucer down on the mahogany, right next to his open medical binder and the paper chart forms.

As my hand hovered over the edge, I let my thumb slip off the rim, and the cup tipped sideways across the wood.

The hot tea splashed over his printed chart pages, soaking the white forms and pooling across the leather binder cover.

“What are you doing?” Dr.