Our story began in the summer of 2018. Anne Byrd had just moved to Birmingham, Alabama to begin pediatrics residency. On one of her first nights in town she met up with a few of her new co-residents to check out the nightlife in their new home town. One of her co-residents, Patrick, brought along a friend of his from UNC (Hill) who was, allegedly, also starting residency in orthopedic surgery 'somewhere else.'

By now, all of you know that Hill is not, in fact, an orthopedic surgeon; he's not even a doctor! But Hill convinced Anne Byrd and her co-residents that he too was one of them. Such was his charm that they all believed them, one friend even asked for advice about her mother's knee replacement, on which Hill gladly (and correctly) advised.

It did not take long thought for Hill to admit to his good natured deceit, but he spent the rest of the summer getting to know Anne Byrd and the rest of her co-residents. Hill knew right away that he wanted to get to know Anne Byrd better, and so after a couple of weeks he asked her out on a date. They had a marvelous time together, drinking Sex Panther's at the Atomic Lounge (complete with temporary tattoos) and pocketing dumdums at Collins Bar. The night came to an end and Hill knew he wanted to ask Anne Byrd on a second date, but alas, it was not to be so!

Hill was only in Birmingham for the summer while doing an internship for graduate school. In the fall, he would be returning to Chapel Hill. Faced with that reality and the trials of residency, Anne Byrd knew that she had to resist her heart's yearn and tell Hill "no" to a second date, lest the pain of their inevitable separation be magnified.