Mountain Song
“Claudia Canfield’s grandmother pronounced, eyes narrowed, from her nest of starched white linens. “Don’t you ever eat?”
Claudia sighed, massaging a temple that had been throbbing ever since her plane left the ground that morning.
“Bea, I’ve been here all of three minutes. I don’t want to talk about me. I want to talk about you. How we’re going to get you put back together as quick as we can, and get you home where you belong.”
“Fine with me. I never have been able to tolerate hospitals. Full of... deadly germs, you never know—”
Bea stopped mid sentence as her face flushed with color. Alarmed, Claudia squeezed the cool small hand she was holding and bent closer.
“Bea? Bea, are you all right?”
A very slight nod of the head was all the response she got; Bea’s gaze drifted somewhere over her shoulder. Claudia pressed her thumb into the pulse points of Bea’s wrist and was rewarded with a regular beat.
“Um, I have a bit of a surprise for you,” Bea murmured, inclining her head in the direction of the door.MoreLess
Claudia sighed, massaging a temple that had been throbbing ever since her plane left the ground that morning.
“Bea, I’ve been here all of three minutes. I don’t want to talk about me. I want to talk about you. How we’re going to get you put back together as quick as we can, and get you home where you belong.”
“Fine with me. I never have been able to tolerate hospitals. Full of... deadly germs, you never know—”
Bea stopped mid sentence as her face flushed with color. Alarmed, Claudia squeezed the cool small hand she was holding and bent closer.
“Bea? Bea, are you all right?”
A very slight nod of the head was all the response she got; Bea’s gaze drifted somewhere over her shoulder. Claudia pressed her thumb into the pulse points of Bea’s wrist and was rewarded with a regular beat.
“Um, I have a bit of a surprise for you,” Bea murmured, inclining her head in the direction of the door.MoreLess
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