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…newspaper, and would be more than up to handling this one until
he got back.
“By the way,” he said, as she untangled the telephone cord and
placed the instrument on the night table beside him, “how are things
going between you and Cam? I thought by now you would have had
an understanding of some sort.”
“We haven’t been going together that long, Dad.”
“Several months, isn’t it? That should be long enough. Your mother
and I knew each other only three months when I proposed, and I
didn’t even know her family, like you know Cam’s family.”
Tyne did not answer. How could she say any more without raising
her dad’s ire? If he knew that Cam had already proposed and she had
refused to give an answer, he would be furious. So Arthur Tournquist
had kept Dad informed, had he?
She bent to straighten the blanket that covered his knees.
“For heaven’s sake, Tyne, stop fussing with everything; I’m fine,”
he said irritably.
Without a word, she spun around and walked to the bedroom
door.
“Tyne?”
She turned her head.
“I’m glad you’re here, little girl,” he said with the faint trace of a
smile. “Thanks for coming.”
She had to grope her way down the stairs because she could not
see them through her tears.
Tyne felt resentful, she had to admit. Things had been going so
well. She had a job she loved, a boyfriend who was probably the most
handsome medical intern in the whole of Calgary, as well as the richest.
Then suddenly she had been thrust into a situation she had no
great liking for – nursing her irascible father who seemed to wish her
back in Calgary.
“Oh, he wants you here, Tyne, make no mistake,” Millie Harper
said when Tyne shared this confidence with her aunt. “But it grieves
him to think that, by being here because of him, you may be spoiling
your chances with the man he wants you to marry.”
“Poetic justice,” Tyne murmured.
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