Felicia pushed her loose hair over her shoulder. “And I don’t need to stay in bed.”“But you will stay in bed because that’s what the doctor ordered.”Felicia sighed her frustration. “Well, you needn’t stay. You’ve given up enough of your time already.”Kathleen sat down on the chair near the bed. “I’ll stay and prepare your dinner. When I’m satisfied you can take care of yourself for the night, I’ll go home.”“It’s a lot of folderol over nothing.”“You almost drowned, Felicia. If Mr. Murphy hadn’t come when he did …” Kathleen shook her head slowly. “I hate to think what would have happened to you.”Felicia shuddered. She hated to think about it too. When she closed her eyes, it seemed as if the water was sweeping over her again. She probably wouldn’t sleep a wink tonight. All the same, she knew she didn’t need anyone to fuss over her. The bruises would heal, as would the cut on her forehead near the hairline. The likelihood of her fainting again was slim to none.
