Coming Home

05/18/2013 Adult fiction  5 comments

 

 

 

51DWcNH2piL._AA160_“DR BRADLEY WILLIAMS TO EMERGENCY. DR Bradley Williams to Emergency.”

The disembodied voice repeated itself and Brad slammed his locker door with a resounding clang. He winced more from his touch of anger then from the sound. “Not another one,”he groaned as he left the doctors lounge at a run. He’d already delivered three babies today, the first one shortly after four o’clock this morning. He hadn’t seen the inside of his office once all day, and he’d been counting on getting home in time to see his kids before they were all in bed asleep. Days like today hadn’t bothered him when Cathy had been with the children, but now … Now flashes of anger colored his reaction more than he liked to admit. Deliberately pushing irritation and disappointment to the back of his mind, Brad mentally reviewed his patients. Audrey Breckenridge should be next, but she wasn’t due for another week and her first three babies had all been late. He’d seen no indication that this one would be different, but in ten years of obstetric practice he’d learned that each baby called its own tune. Silently he prayed he wouldn’t find Missie Madison when he reached the ER. The young woman had already suffered three traumatic miscarriages. She’d never carried a baby over six months before, and on reaching that milestone she was allowing herself to hope. “If she looses this one I’m not sure she’ll never recover emotionally,” he muttered under his breath as he swept open the double doors leading to the hospital’s ER. From long practice Brad’eyes ignored the chaos of the trauma center and went directly to a thin figure in hospital greens, her hair spilling from a crooked surgical cap. A seasoned triage nurse, Corbett carried a clipboard and acknowledged his presence with an almost imperceptible nod of her head. “Four.” She pointed with a thick black marker pen to a curtained cubicle, and Bran hurried toward it. As he stepped inside the curtain, his eyes widened in horror as two things registered at once. His patient was little more than a child, a badly injured child with long straggly blond hair matted with drying clumps of blood. And she was going to deliver her baby right now. Brad knew he would have no time to clean up the battered teenager or prep her in any way. The ER attendant gave him week smile as Brad pause only to pull on plastic gloves before taking his place at the food of the gurney. Placing one hand on the girl’s abdomen, he instructed her to take a deep breath and push out slowly. In seconds a squirming, screaming dark-haired little girl slipped into his waiting hands….

English: Newborn baby Copil Nou Nascut

English: Newborn baby Copil Nou Nascut (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

From out in the the hallway he heard the familiar sound of a rolling infant crib. He turned to issue instructions to the ER nurse and stopped with his mouth open. No ER nurse stood behind him. Susan A. MacKendrick, MD., head of the hospital trauma unit and nicknamed “Dr. Attitude” by more then half the staff, awkwardly clutched in her arms the tiny naked newborn he had delivered moments before. A strange mixture of emotions flitting across her face—fear, hunger, anger, despair, aching, need, awe, love. When Dr. MacKendrick looked up to see Brad staring at her, her eyes were misty. Her face tender. Brad almost didn’t recognize her. Then the Women’s center nurse entered the room. “I’ll take the little one now, Dr MacKendrick,” she said reaching for the infant. Dr MacKendrick appeared almost reluctant to relinquish the baby, but as she straightened from transferring her burden to the smaller woman, her face assumed its usual bunssiness like mask

Susan MacKendrick is a top-notch trauma surgeon with a haunting secret. Since he lost his wife to a tragic accident, Dr Brad Williams has felt his life spiraling out of control. His five daughters are growing up and away from him, and he can only watch helplessly. Some days the only thing that keeps him going is the knowledge that one day he will see his beloved wife again. Then one night he meets Dr. Susan MacKendrick in the ER.

Jennie Hansen has written another amazing book about some of the difficult issues we face in our world today. I was really touched by this book. The characters were so real to me. I have struggled with things like this in my own life. There are unexpected twists and turns in this book that really touched my heart. I’ll admit I cried in some places. I believe love will always win out. Its a wonderful book.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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