I thought the door was closed since we had not started screening patients yet, but when I turned around, I saw a small little human with golden hair smiling up at us. As soon as I saw her, I waved, and her face lit up. Holding her doll in one hand, she slipped away from the door and disappeared. A few seconds later, she popped her head back in, as though playing “peek a boo” with us and thoroughly impressed with herself. I couldn’t help but smile, seeing someone so innocent and unaware of the larger context of what was happening. It was the first day of the mission, the day of screening, where the team screened as many patients as they could. She was one of them, and she was the first patient I met as soon as I set my stuff down in the room to prepare for the day ahead. I had been nervous that morning, unsure of what to expect at a different hospital than the one I volunteered in last, and in a different city. Mostly, I was anxious knowing how the last trip had stuck with me, how...