“I’m kidding!” She exclaimed, “Lighten up! If I killed you, trust me, everyone in this kitchen would have my head!” We continued to talk for the next few minutes as I observed her. She’s a pleasant girl, about 18, with sparkling eyes and a dazzling smile. She was the definition of perfect. After a while Nikayla said, “This was all a series of tests” I was shocked. “Well how did I do?” I questioned. She replied, “You aced every one!” She paused. “Well, all but one. Still, a very impressive score considering you’re only 20. You could be a valuable asset to this team!” The people in the room, mostly doctors, shook my hand. Each handshake seemed to beam with something you could tell they haven’t felt in a while. As I walked out the kitchen with Nikayla I realized what it was they’ve found. Hope.