The Sergeant at the front desk gave a whoop and came around, and the back pounding and hand shaking began. Great, just peachy, Maggie thought. Could this night get any better?“What brings you here, Nick?” Sergeant Mulvaney asked with a smile. “I assume the good counselor is staying out of trouble...
Lord, if those girls didn't stop fighting soon, she was going to quit or rip her hair out. You'd think a houseful of women could live together in peace and harmony, but apparently not. In the last few weeks she'd grown quite fond of Dr. Martin and was anxious...
Nervously she watched as Hugh used his fist to pound the door casing back into place enough to close the door. "What are you doing in here? I told Yvette I have a headache." "I know," he replied, walking further into the room. "I thought maybe I could be of some assistance...