“Startled, he wondered for a millisecond why Laura was sleeping in his bed, then remembered her fears of the night before. Obviously, she hadn’t taken the trouble to follow her usual bedtime routine, because her dark hair was spread across his chest, instead of confined in its usual chaste braid. He fingered the ends of her hair, admiring the way it curled. He knew he should get up, but he stayed where he was, unwilling to wake his sleeping wife. Still, duty called. Carefully, he slid out of his... bed, dressed quickly and opened the door to the ward in time to see the mission Indian, head bandaged, leap out of the back window. “I’m surprised you stayed this long,” Thomas murmured in English to the retreating figure. “Look out for infection and take out those sutures in a hygienic place.” He smiled and shook his head. “I won’t take French leave,” Ralph said. Thomas hoped he kept his expression neutral. The earthquake had taken its toll on his oldest patient. “You had better not, or I’ll put you on report.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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