Celina asked the nurse. The woman was short and plump and holding a syringe filled with something the ER doctor had rattled off a few minutes ago in his orders. Celina figured it was the morphine she’d told him she didn’t want. The doctor had ignored her refusal and now the nurse was doing the sa...
For her, September had always been her favorite month. It grew from her childhood when September meant the start of the school year. Fresh beginnings and new friends.Perhaps this September could be yet another new beginning. A beginning where she no longer carried the shameful guilt of hiding her...
When the woman answered, Ronni gave her a concerned look. “You seem to be having a bad day. Is there anything I can do?” Kristine’s hand snuck to her lower stomach. “Just feeling a little under the weather.” “Can I bring you a cup of tea or something?” Kristine’s gaze skittered down the hall to A...