Sister Maggy MacFergus's height put off most men. When Dr. Paul Doelsma offers Maggy a job at a nursing home in Holland, she takes it. There was something special about Dr. Doelsma, and it wasn't just that he was taller than her. She was sensible enough to realize he'd never love her in return be...
She took the pills she had been given, ate her breakfast, saw to Gustavus and went to work. Miss Prescott greeted her sourly, expressed the hope that she would take care not to pass her cold on to her and gave her enough work to keep her busy for the rest of the day. Which suited Theodosia very w...
Of course there were the rounds and the brief businesslike discussions about the patients’ treatments, but that was all. It wasn’t until the end of the week that he paused on his way out of the ward after a morning round to tell her that he was going to Chidlake that afternoon and had she any mes...
‘There’s nothing wrong with me; we had rather a wakeful night.’ ‘Ah, yes, so I would imagine from the look of you…’ He broke off as the butler came in with a tray: fresh coffee, eggs in a basket, toast, croissants and a variety of breads. He arranged these on the table before the professor, murmu...
The twins and Louisa were still sleeping and she hadn’t bothered with breakfast, only a quick, strong cup of tea. She tied her overnight bag on to her bike and pedalled briskly through the almost deserted streets. Bar the odd milkman and a police car idling along, giving her a nice sense of secur...
‘Oliver—how delightful. You’ll stay for tea? Amabel, go and tell Mrs Twitchett. You know Amabel, of course?’ ‘I saw her as I came in, and yes, I know Amabel. How do you find life now that you are back home, Aunt?’ The old lady said fretfully, ‘I get tired and I forget things. But it is good to be...