‘All I want to do is go home and sleep for two days,’ sighed Tilly, yawning, slumped with her elbows on the desk. ‘Wait till you’ve done a week of nights,’ remarked Jandy, easing her feet out of her shoes surreptitiously. ‘I’m going to treat myself to a pedicure soon—my feet don’t seem to belong to my body at the moment.’ ‘Only another hour to go and then home…and then four days off!’ Bob stretched and sighed, pinching the skin between his eyes wearily. And perhaps I can catch up on everything I should have done days ago, thought Jandy. She flicked a look across at Patrick, writing up a patient’s report. She had felt acutely conscious of him for the whole weekend, wondering if his apology was just flannel. She’d learned the hard way to be circumspect when it came to believing men. Sometimes, she thought bitterly, it was better to call a halt to your feelings for your own peace of mind. She had clung to the hope for many months that Terry would come back to her, even after she’d had Abigail, unable to break free of the hold he’d had on her.
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