A Hunka Hunka Nursing Love (Women's Fiction) - Plot & Excerpts
Everything appeared gauzy, as if she were looking through a veil. The lower half of her left leg felt weird. She could see it was bandaged, covered with a bag of ice, and lying on a couple of pillows. She heard Pam talking to some guy who sounded authoritative. Valerie’s throat felt as dry as one of her mother’s pork chops. “Thirsty.” No one responded. “Thirsty,” she said louder. “She’s waking up.” Pam appeared on the right side of the bed, holding a Styrofoam cup with a straw sticking out of the lid like a periscope. Valerie closed her lips around the end of the straw and took a long sip. “How are you feeling?” Pam asked. “What happened?” Valerie noted how scratchy her voice sounded as she turned to the man on the other side of the bed. “Who . . .?” “You fell off a ladder.” Pam’s voice had that serious tone that usually meant bad news.
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