extremely nosy, she thought as she fiddled with her stethoscope and pushed back a strand of hair off her brow.
It seemed an eternity before he spoke and then he said, âYes, my mother is wonderful and, yes, she does live with us. Having her there helps to make up for Lucyâs mother not being around any more.â
If he was expecting her to start asking questions about that after her first display of curiosity he was very much mistaken, she decided. Though by now she was intrigued.
It would all come out eventually as they were goingto be working together, most of the time in close proximity. Aaron and his team were involved in diagnosis and treatment, while the other surgeons and herself performed the necessary surgery that would bring their small patients back to health. And for those who were not so lucky, a better quality of life...
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Aaron was still there late that evening. He wasnât officially on duty for a couple of days, which would have given him time to relax before going back to Barnabyâs, but all that had changed and Annabel thought that, jetlagged or not, this man was staying put until he was happy about his daughterâs condition.
A junior doctor and a relief surgeon from the General Hospital were due to come on duty at ten oâclock and that would be the routine until the other two regulars came back.
Aaron had been by Lucyâs side while further scans had been done to check on the success of the operation, and soon they would know whether the man who was seeing the other face of medicine, from the position of anxious parent, could relax.
Annabel didnât know why but she felt an affinity with him. Maybe it was because sheâd recently suffered a great loss herself and had known the aching grief that had come with the knowledge that her baby would never see the light of day.
Sheâd dealt with grieving and frantic parents since then but had never felt like this, and she told herself it must be because they were both doctors seeing life from the opposite side of the fence.
The results came through just as she was due to go off duty at ten oâclock and as they studied them the two doctors were smiling. The skull was as back to normalin shape and size as it could be so soon after surgery. There was no bleeding and the bone fragments were still in place where sheâd repaired them.
When he turned to her there was warmth in his eyes for the first time and he said abruptly, âI think some thanks are overdue, Dr Swain. Charles Drury, who I hold in high esteem, couldnât have done better.â
She smiled and he thought that with a bit more life in her and some natural colour in her cheeks this hazel-eyed doctor would be quite something. His glance went to her hands. There was no wedding ring on view. But that didnât mean anything these days. She could have a partner. Though that wasnât likely if she was living in the soulless block in the hospital grounds.
There was a solitariness about her. The air of a loner. Curiosity was stirring in him, but he wasnât going to let her see it. He would find out soon enough what was going on in her life if they were going to be teaming up on the wards.
She was ready to leave and Aaron was still sitting beside a sleeping Lucy.
âIâm finished for the day, Dr Lewis,â she said quietly. âBut if you need me at all during the night, call me. A junior doctor and a surgeon on loan from the General are taking over now, but Lucy is my patient and I want it to stay that way.â
He nodded, almost asleep himself as jet-lag was beginning to take over.
âWhy donât you go home for a couple of hours?â she suggested. âIt must be quite some time since you slept. I believe youâve been on a tour of paediatric hospitals in America and were met at the airport with news of Lucyâs accident.â
âI suppose I could pop home for an hour,â he wassaying. âI need