California Girl
“Elliot informed the doctor entering Mame’s room on night rounds.
Holding Mame’s frail hand between hers, Alys watched Elliot pace while the admitting physician checked Mame’s vital signs, noted her chart, and with a nod to Elliot, returned to his rounds.
Elliot was in full doctor mode, wearing his sports coat and a black T-shirt someone had given him, checking the IV, reading charts. The nurse didn’t dare shoo Alys or Jock out, for fear the formidable Doc Roth would bark at her.
“They’ve given her medicine to help her sleep. You can’t do anything here, Jock.” Elliot stopped beside the other man’s chair. “Get some rest. You have a race in the morning, don’t you?”
Jock looked as if he hadn’t slept in a week, although they’d only been here a few hours. Empty styrofoam coffee cups littered the table beside his chair. His complexion was nearly as gray as his beard, but he’d watched Mame’s lined face with care since they’d arrived.
He shook his shaggy head. “The crew can take over without me.
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