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back against the cushion.
    Scenes from a robbery that happened earlier in the day on West End Avenue flashed across the screen and she cringed. “I don’t need to see this. I get enough gore at work.”
    She continued to change the channel until she found reruns of Grey’s Anatomy and zeroed in on Patrick Dempsey. “Now why can’t I find a guy that looks like him?”
    Her phone rang and she reached over to grab the receiver without taking her eyes off the television screen.
    “Hello?”
    “Savannah. What time are you coming in tomorrow, sweetheart?”
    “Hi, Mom. My plane gets there about three. Sabrina and I are going to share a cab out to the house so we should be there around four.”
    “Good. We’re having a small dinner party tomorrow night and I wanted to make sure you’d be arriving in time.”
    Great.
    “Don’t go to any trouble on our account. You know it’s no big deal for us to come home for the weekend.”
    “Yes, well, we are anyway. You girls haven’t been home in quite a while. It’s nothing big. Just a few friends.”
    Friends with sons, brothers or cousins who we might be interested in.
    “Great. I’m sure we’ll have a blast.” Savannah’s cell phone rang on the other side of the room. “Mom, I need to go. My cell is ringing and it’s probably the hospital.”
    “Are you working tonight?”
    “I’m on call.” She stood and moved toward where she'd dropped her duffle. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye.” Dropping the phone on the cradle, she flipped open her cell and said, “Hello?”
    “Doctor Gibson?”
    “Yes.”
    “This is Marie at the emergency room. We need you to come in. We’ve got a five car accident coming in with multiple injuries.”
    Savannah sighed. So much for a nice dinner at home. “I’ll be there in about ten minutes.”
    “Great. See you in a few.”
    She hung up the phone, stuffed the roll in her mouth, grabbed her duffle and keys before she opened the door and let it shut behind her. Rain fell from the sky in buckets and Savannah flipped on the windshield winders of her car on high. “Damn! Next I expect cats and dogs!”
    The hospital parking garage came into view and she turned on her signal to make the left. She grabbed her badge to swipe her way through the gate and pulled into an empty parking spot when she realized the big black dually sat in front of her again. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed her bag and popped open her car door.
    The screech of ambulances pulling into the emergency room bays brought her attention back to the task at hand. She knew they wouldn’t have called her unless they really needed the extra pair of hands. With a deep breath and a sigh of resignation, she swiped her badge and headed for the locker room to store her bag.
    It’s a good thing I never changed out of my scrubs.
    She picked up her stethoscope and headed for the nurses’ station to find out what needed to be done first.
    “Hey, Marie. Where do you need me?”
    The pretty Asian nurse swung around to look at Savannah and said, “Thank goodness you’re here. They probably need some help in trauma four.”
    “What’s the scoop?”
    “Child in a MVA. Mom was driver and she’s in exam three.”
    “Was?”
    “Yeah. She didn’t make it.”
    “Shit,” Savannah whispered. “I got four, then.”
    She moved toward the curtained-off area, not knowing what she would find on the other side. When she pulled the drape aside, she found a little girl approximately ten years old still strapped to the back board. “Hey, sweetie. I’m Savannah. What’s your name?”
    “Molly.”
    “Well, Molly. Let’s see what we can do to help you feel better, okay?”
    Molly whimpered then asked, “Are you a doctor?”
    “Yes, I am and I’m going to take care of you. Do you hurt anywhere, Molly?”
    “My leg hurts and my stomach.”
    “Okay. Let’s see what we have here.” Savannah cut the clothing from Molly’s left leg. “We are going to need some pictures of your leg