A Wedding In The Village. Abigail Gordon
‘I’m haunting this place, aren’t I?’
She was a jolly, buxom woman in her mid-forties, who until recently had rarely been seen at the surgery, but that seemed to be changing. First there had been a diagnosis of rheumatoid arthritis that Elise could have done without. Then there’d been something suspect in the colon that had turned out to be benign, and as she wasn’t due for a check-up, it seemed as if there might be something new for her to fret about.
‘So you’re down on my list for today,’ she said, and Elise shook her head.
‘I’m afraid not. You didn’t have a free slot, so I’m seeing the new doctor. What’s he like?’ she asked Kathy, the receptionist.
‘Very nice,’ was Kathy’s reply, and as Megan went into the small surgery kitchen to make the coffee, she thought that was putting it mildly.
The only snag was that so far, not having said a wrong word, Luke was making her seem like some sort of a control freak, and it was the last thing she wanted him to see her as.
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