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Everything that was going was packed. The work at the Health for Humanity clinic in Tibet was coming to an end and most of the team was moving on to what Min Arora thought would be a relatively long assignment.

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Min had decided she would take one more long hike in the area around the clinic in Tibet before she departed. She followed the trail up and into the mountains, taking in the scenery and enjoying the mountain air.

Amir had already left Tibet, accompanying a large percentage of the supplies that would be used in the new location. Health For Humanity had been invited to set up a clinic in Jaiparhi, India. Amir Kumar had sent pictures and described it.

It sat on the corner of a street near several areas where the most disadvantaged people of the city lived. The first door faced one street and two other doors faced the other. The first door would open to a waiting room for walk-in sick patients. The other two doors would open, one to a prenatal clinic and birthing ward, and the other to a walk-in vaccination clinic. The arrangement would share treatment rooms, but the patients would not be together.

Min made her way to a mountain stream and stripped down to her swimsuit. She waded in the water a little, then sat on a sunny rock. The work in Tibet had been satisfying. They had battled an antibiotic resistant strain of enteric fever. It had taken time and a massive project to improve water quality, but they had eventually prevailed.

It was time to move on.

Min was vaguely familiar with Jaiparhi. It was a crowded, busy city in central India. It was surrounded by rugged hill chains and desert areas to the north and west and fertile alluvial plains to the east and south. While there were pockets of grandeur—the palaces and great construction for days past—there were great sprawls of poverty; people living in terrible conditions crowded atop each other.

Min’s parents had lived in Delhi, but they had relatives in Jaiparhi. Though they had moved to Atlanta where Min was born and raised, they visited India from time to time, and Min recalled a trip when she was in elementary school to Jaiparhi. She had not thought about the people living there, but rather only that it was not pleasant and that she wanted to leave.

Her attitude would be different, this time.

Min returned from her last hike in Tibet. She spent the rest of the day packing, then arranged transportation to the airport. She would travel alone.

Olivia Overmark, the doctor, had left a little after Amir. Vanessa Lenen, a PhD immunologist who was also trained as an EMT, had been called to a remote area in Brazil where she would take some samples and do some field analysis before packing up the cultures and sending them to CDC and WHO. She would be joining the team in Jaiparhi later.

Min looked forward to the changes. She knew it would be hard work. But it would also be fulfilling.


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