The Black Sheep's Scalpel

Summary

A family of five. Four of them were tenured Ivy League academics.

I was the sole exception.

The year I bombed my SATs and college applications, my mother announced in front of the entire country club, "I have no son."

Then she practically adopted the neighbor’s valedictorian daughter and cleared out my bedroom.

Ten years later, in the hallway of State Memorial Hospital.

She stared at the badge on my chest, chasing me up eight flights of stairs.

I didn't even turn my head. "Appointments must go through the proper channels. My specialist clinic is on Tuesday mornings.