Read Online Blind Tasting 3 by Angela Ford - Free Book Online
Authors: Angela Ford
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Chapter One
Code Blue Code Blue Paging Dr. Rebecca Miller to Emergency
“Shit,” Becca said under her breath as she heard the announcement over the hospital intercom. She slammed the door of her locker closed and swung her stethoscope back around her neck. She’d just finished her second straight shift at the hospital. Sure she caught an hour or two here and there in the doctor’s lounge on a cold hard couch, but her body told her it wasn’t enough. All she wanted was to go home and climb into bed beside her loving fiancé. She missed him with these long shifts. Usually she did three shifts, but promised Blake she’d spend less time at the hospital and more time with him. He was completely understanding and patient with her. Time and time again, he told her he was proud of her accomplishments and lucky to tell everyone he was engaged to the sweetest doctor in New York City. Blake always made her smile and spoiled her rotten. He was loving and gentle when needed and an enthusiastic lover between the sheets whenever they had time alone.
“Who’s the code blue?” Becca asked one of the nurses as she entered the emergency room.
“Mr. Collins, cardiac arrest,” the nurse announced as she led Becca to the patient.
“CPR was initiated?” Becca asked and looked up at one of the nurses as she assessed the patient. The nurse confirmed they’d tried CPR immediately. Becca delivered a therapeutic dose of electrical energy to the patient’s heart with the defibrillator. Mr. Collins’s heartbeat showed on the monitor. Becca sighed in relief. The patient wasn’t out of the woods yet, but he was alive.
She felt utterly exhausted and couldn’t wait to get home and crawl into bed with her handsome fiancé. She lived only a block away. The warm breeze filled her lungs with fresh air as she walked home. Becca had lived in New York since college. Her parents retired to Florida when Becca started college. They knew she’d be busy with her studies and Blake. Becca and Blake were high school sweethearts. They were inseparable, until she began her double and triple shifts at the hospital. She didn’t have much time for anything else. She tried to get together with her best friend Janet, from college, once a month if she could. Janet worked on Wall Street as did Blake. Becca was pleased her fiancé and best friend had something in common and got along. She loved them both dearly. As she strolled along, she smiled, thankful for many things in her life that made it complete. Their wedding plans were coming together nicely. Becca and Blake planned to be married in a chapel near Central Park. Her mother hired a wedding planner knowing her daughter’s career took up so much of her time.
“Good evening Ms. Becca,” her building’s doorman said and held the door open for her.
“It’s a beautiful evening, Mr. Clarke,” Becca smiled at the man. Always polite, the doorman loved to chat except when she came home after more than one shift.
“Sleep sweet Ms. Becca.” Mr. Clarke called the elevator for her. Becca smiled and nodded. She felt as though she could sleep in the elevator, but then she pictured Blake in their bed by now. A few more minutes Becca and you’ll be in those arms. She looked up to watch each floor number light up on the elevator wall. Finally it stopped on the eleventh floor and she stepped out and walked toward home.
Becca heard music as she opened the front door. It came from the bedroom down the hall. Odd, it was after ten o’clock and Blake usually went to bed by now on a work night. “Blake,” she called out as she walked down the hall. He didn’t answer. She opened the bedroom door and gasped. “Blake! Janet! What the hell is going on here?”
Chapter Two
Two weeks later
“Mom, I’ve already accepted the transfer. There’s nothing here for me anymore. You and dad are in Florida. And well…may Blake and Janet be happy together,” Becca said sarcastically.
“Oh sweetie, my
Code Blue Code Blue Paging Dr. Rebecca Miller to Emergency
“Shit,” Becca said under her breath as she heard the announcement over the hospital intercom. She slammed the door of her locker closed and swung her stethoscope back around her neck. She’d just finished her second straight shift at the hospital. Sure she caught an hour or two here and there in the doctor’s lounge on a cold hard couch, but her body told her it wasn’t enough. All she wanted was to go home and climb into bed beside her loving fiancé. She missed him with these long shifts. Usually she did three shifts, but promised Blake she’d spend less time at the hospital and more time with him. He was completely understanding and patient with her. Time and time again, he told her he was proud of her accomplishments and lucky to tell everyone he was engaged to the sweetest doctor in New York City. Blake always made her smile and spoiled her rotten. He was loving and gentle when needed and an enthusiastic lover between the sheets whenever they had time alone.
“Who’s the code blue?” Becca asked one of the nurses as she entered the emergency room.
“Mr. Collins, cardiac arrest,” the nurse announced as she led Becca to the patient.
“CPR was initiated?” Becca asked and looked up at one of the nurses as she assessed the patient. The nurse confirmed they’d tried CPR immediately. Becca delivered a therapeutic dose of electrical energy to the patient’s heart with the defibrillator. Mr. Collins’s heartbeat showed on the monitor. Becca sighed in relief. The patient wasn’t out of the woods yet, but he was alive.
She felt utterly exhausted and couldn’t wait to get home and crawl into bed with her handsome fiancé. She lived only a block away. The warm breeze filled her lungs with fresh air as she walked home. Becca had lived in New York since college. Her parents retired to Florida when Becca started college. They knew she’d be busy with her studies and Blake. Becca and Blake were high school sweethearts. They were inseparable, until she began her double and triple shifts at the hospital. She didn’t have much time for anything else. She tried to get together with her best friend Janet, from college, once a month if she could. Janet worked on Wall Street as did Blake. Becca was pleased her fiancé and best friend had something in common and got along. She loved them both dearly. As she strolled along, she smiled, thankful for many things in her life that made it complete. Their wedding plans were coming together nicely. Becca and Blake planned to be married in a chapel near Central Park. Her mother hired a wedding planner knowing her daughter’s career took up so much of her time.
“Good evening Ms. Becca,” her building’s doorman said and held the door open for her.
“It’s a beautiful evening, Mr. Clarke,” Becca smiled at the man. Always polite, the doorman loved to chat except when she came home after more than one shift.
“Sleep sweet Ms. Becca.” Mr. Clarke called the elevator for her. Becca smiled and nodded. She felt as though she could sleep in the elevator, but then she pictured Blake in their bed by now. A few more minutes Becca and you’ll be in those arms. She looked up to watch each floor number light up on the elevator wall. Finally it stopped on the eleventh floor and she stepped out and walked toward home.
Becca heard music as she opened the front door. It came from the bedroom down the hall. Odd, it was after ten o’clock and Blake usually went to bed by now on a work night. “Blake,” she called out as she walked down the hall. He didn’t answer. She opened the bedroom door and gasped. “Blake! Janet! What the hell is going on here?”
Chapter Two
Two weeks later
“Mom, I’ve already accepted the transfer. There’s nothing here for me anymore. You and dad are in Florida. And well…may Blake and Janet be happy together,” Becca said sarcastically.
“Oh sweetie, my
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