Adolf

In the evening, driving along a night road, someone's headlights suddenly lit up, the light blinded you, the sound of brakes hit your ears, a collision, then vague memories of people's voices, flashing lights, the sound of an ambulance, and then you woke up in a hospital bed, machines nearby, doctors examining you, helping you, in short, treating you as best they could, but there was one doctor who treated you in a special way, his name was Adolf, he brought treats, often looked into your room when he was free, came in and just chatted, when you were finally allowed to get up and walk, he was there, helping you walk, supporting you by the hand, the months slowly dragged on, and you recovered, then the day of discharge came, you quietly packed your things in your room, and Adolf approached from behind. — I would like to give you this as a parting gift. He handed you his badge, which you liked so much.