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Whatever you say.”
“I mean it, Eugenia. You sent me the telegram to get me home. Granted, I should have come long before now. But I’m here, and nothing is going to happen between Tucker and me.”
“Well, I understand how you feel.” Eugenia held her reticule in her hands.
“Would you like to see the doctor now, Mrs. Burnett? I’m sure he’s up to having visitors,” Sarah said, feeling the need to rid herself of this woman as quickly as possible, before she made some other remark.
“No, dear, I just wanted to come by and tell you welcome back and how delighted I am that you’re going to be our new doctor. Tucker and I both are happy to see you.”
“Thank you, but it’s only temporary.”
“Well, I will be going, but I do expect you to come out soon to see Rose and be sure to bring your son.”
“We’ll see,” Sarah said, refusing to commit herself to Eugenia’s invitation.
Eugenia walked back to the door. “Tell Doc I said hello.”
“I will.”
She was half out of the door when she stopped and turned back to Sarah. “I know you don’t believe me, but you and Tucker are meant to be together. Toodoloo, dear.”
Sarah watched as she stepped out of the door and closed it firmly, effectively cutting off any reply that Sarah might have given. This woman was stubborn enough to make Tucker look like an amateur.
***
For two days Sarah kept replaying Eugenia’s visit over and over in her mind. God, if the woman knew that Lucas was Tucker’s son, she would probably have them both kidnapped and taken to the justice of the peace. Anything to get them joined as man and wife, whether they wanted to be together or not
Funny, Sarah had never thought of herself being with any man but Tucker. Even before Tombstone he had been the friend to whom she had confided all her hopes and dreams, the man on whom she had practiced her first coquetry, and the one she had missed when she left town to go to medical school.
Now his mother was on a mission to get them together permanently, and Sarah saw only heartache looming in the future. Eugenia’s meddling seemed to push Tucker further away, but the woman was too determined to see that her interfering did more harm than good.
A man like Tucker only ran faster the more dogged someone nipped at his heels, and right now he was poised for the race of his life. And Sarah couldn’t help but think that maybe she should be the one to run. Maybe she should pack up and take Lucas home, right now.
Life was full of choices, and she was not a woman who let convention stand in her way. She could leave right now and return to Tombstone without helping the people of Fort Worth. Or she could try once again to reach Eugenia and make the woman understand that she and Tucker would never be married. Or she could reconsider Tucker’s proposal of finding someone to court her while she was here.
She tossed the ideas around in her head for several moments, thinking about each of them, searching every possible angle, tossing out the impossible ones.
She couldn’t leave Fort Worth and the people she cared about without medical help. No matter what happened, she was a healer, and she took her profession seriously. She could not leave until either the doctor was well or someone else took her place.
Yet trying to make Eugenia understand the futility of a relationship between her and Tucker seemed impossible. The woman was a cyclone blowing in and out of people’s lives, leaving behind damage and destruction, never intending to hurt, never intending to do harm. The woman just plain refused to listen.
Then there was the possibility of Tucker finding her someone he thought she could marry. But she didn’t want to marry. Though the thought of two months of Eugenia pushing her and Tucker together, while his mother only drove them further apart, was not exactly appealing either.
And though Sarah was loath to admit it, she didn’t know what she wanted with Tucker, but she certainly
“I mean it, Eugenia. You sent me the telegram to get me home. Granted, I should have come long before now. But I’m here, and nothing is going to happen between Tucker and me.”
“Well, I understand how you feel.” Eugenia held her reticule in her hands.
“Would you like to see the doctor now, Mrs. Burnett? I’m sure he’s up to having visitors,” Sarah said, feeling the need to rid herself of this woman as quickly as possible, before she made some other remark.
“No, dear, I just wanted to come by and tell you welcome back and how delighted I am that you’re going to be our new doctor. Tucker and I both are happy to see you.”
“Thank you, but it’s only temporary.”
“Well, I will be going, but I do expect you to come out soon to see Rose and be sure to bring your son.”
“We’ll see,” Sarah said, refusing to commit herself to Eugenia’s invitation.
Eugenia walked back to the door. “Tell Doc I said hello.”
“I will.”
She was half out of the door when she stopped and turned back to Sarah. “I know you don’t believe me, but you and Tucker are meant to be together. Toodoloo, dear.”
Sarah watched as she stepped out of the door and closed it firmly, effectively cutting off any reply that Sarah might have given. This woman was stubborn enough to make Tucker look like an amateur.
***
For two days Sarah kept replaying Eugenia’s visit over and over in her mind. God, if the woman knew that Lucas was Tucker’s son, she would probably have them both kidnapped and taken to the justice of the peace. Anything to get them joined as man and wife, whether they wanted to be together or not
Funny, Sarah had never thought of herself being with any man but Tucker. Even before Tombstone he had been the friend to whom she had confided all her hopes and dreams, the man on whom she had practiced her first coquetry, and the one she had missed when she left town to go to medical school.
Now his mother was on a mission to get them together permanently, and Sarah saw only heartache looming in the future. Eugenia’s meddling seemed to push Tucker further away, but the woman was too determined to see that her interfering did more harm than good.
A man like Tucker only ran faster the more dogged someone nipped at his heels, and right now he was poised for the race of his life. And Sarah couldn’t help but think that maybe she should be the one to run. Maybe she should pack up and take Lucas home, right now.
Life was full of choices, and she was not a woman who let convention stand in her way. She could leave right now and return to Tombstone without helping the people of Fort Worth. Or she could try once again to reach Eugenia and make the woman understand that she and Tucker would never be married. Or she could reconsider Tucker’s proposal of finding someone to court her while she was here.
She tossed the ideas around in her head for several moments, thinking about each of them, searching every possible angle, tossing out the impossible ones.
She couldn’t leave Fort Worth and the people she cared about without medical help. No matter what happened, she was a healer, and she took her profession seriously. She could not leave until either the doctor was well or someone else took her place.
Yet trying to make Eugenia understand the futility of a relationship between her and Tucker seemed impossible. The woman was a cyclone blowing in and out of people’s lives, leaving behind damage and destruction, never intending to hurt, never intending to do harm. The woman just plain refused to listen.
Then there was the possibility of Tucker finding her someone he thought she could marry. But she didn’t want to marry. Though the thought of two months of Eugenia pushing her and Tucker together, while his mother only drove them further apart, was not exactly appealing either.
And though Sarah was loath to admit it, she didn’t know what she wanted with Tucker, but she certainly
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