
Excerpt
“Good morning, Mr. Tournquist,” Tyne said cheerfully. “I’m Miss
Milligan, and I’ll be your nurse today.” She walked to the window
to pull the heavy drapes back, then she turned to the bed. “Did you
sleep well?”
He ignored her question as he looked her over. “Just my luck,” he
growled, “I get a student. I told Sister to send me someone who knew
what they were doing.”
Tyne was momentarily speechless. When she found her tongue
she said quietly, “Did you have a student yesterday?”
“No, some fool of a graduate who acted as deaf as a post.”
With an effort she smiled at him. “Well, my hearing is perfect, and
I have only six months left in my training, so I think we’ll get along
quite nicely.”
He raised his head to peer at her name tag. “What did you say your
name is? I can’t read it.”
“It’s Miss Milligan.”
“Your first name,” he barked.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Tournquist. We’re not to be called by our first
names while we’re on duty. But, if you’d like to know, it’s Tyne.”
He guffawed. “Crazy name for a girl.” He squirmed in the bed.
“Drat, I’m uncomfortable.”
As Tyne laid her medication tray on the bedside table she noted
the rosary lying there. She walked around the bed to lower the head
of it, then returned to stand on his right side.
“Here, let me raise you up higher in the bed.” She put her left arm
around his shoulders. With her right hand she grasped him firmly
under his arm.
“Huh, you lift me? Who’re you trying to kid? Go fetch an orderly,
and don’t be foolish.”
“Bend your knees, dig your heels into the bed and push,” she commanded.
When he did not respond, she said louder, “I said push with
your heels.”
He glared at her but complied, and his eyes widened in surprise
when he shot up to the top of the bed with no effort. Tyne allowed
herself a slight smile as she raised the head of the bed again.