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primary school were waiting wide-eyed to be shown round the cheerful Rainbow and Lollipop wards.
The hospital had checked with the school to see if there were any parental objections and had discovered that apart from one nervous mother all the parents were in favour of the children being shown the inside of a hospital.
âI was in there ,â Lucy was telling them, pointing proudly to the small side ward that led off Rainbow, âafter Dr Swain mended my head.â
Watching from a few feet away with one of the ward sisters by her side, Annabel hid a smile. Sheâd been right when sheâd prophesied that this visit would give Lucy some standing amongst her classmates after her prolonged absence.
They were looking suitably impressed, some of them almost envious, and it was hard to keep a straight face. Aaron was to join them any moment. He was bidding farewell to Oliver who was going home after a very successful result from the brain operation. The convulsions had stopped. It was early days, of course, but the future looked good for him and his parents.
When Aaron joined them he was smiling and Annabel wasnât sure if it was because of his pleasure at seeing Oliver off in a much-improved condition or seeing his daughter and her friends waiting to be shown round, with their teacher in attendance.
Actually, his pleasure was a bit of both and, though she wasnât aware of it, her presence was adding to hishappiness. Even though they hadnât exactly been best buddies since the night heâd called at the flat.
They had no problems with each other on the job. They were both too professional to let personal matters get in the way of their work with poorly children, though Annabel found herself wishing frequently that they were back on the old footing. But Aaron had given her an ultimatum. Plain speaking was required and she wasnât ready yet.
If he had any such thoughts he kept them well hidden behind a brisk air of competence and that was the present state of play. But now, seeing Annabel waiting for him with the children, he was reminded that this was her idea and concern for Lucy was at the heart of it.
She had a way with children. Lucy liked her and their young patients in the two paediatric wards reacted well to her calm air of reassurance. She would make a good mother, heâd thought a couple of times, and then had switched his thoughts elsewhere. There was no husband or children in the background so maybe Annabel wasnât that way inclined, having no experience of proper family life to fall back on.
They had both left themselves free for the next couple of hours, although each of them could be called away if an emergency arose. With Aaron leading the way, Annabel followed as they set off to tour the wards, operating theatres and the rest.
Aaron had had a warm greeting for the childrenâs teacher. It had been plain to see that he and Nicola Edwards had a good parent-teacher relationship. She was a small, vivacious blonde, and it didnât escape Annabelâs notice that she was a similar type to his late wife.
There was an odd little pain around her heart as she watched them walking side by side, leading the smallcrocodile of five-year-olds. Just how friendly were they? she wondered, and knew that the ache came from envy.
She wished that she herself was as easy in his company as Nicola Edwards. Instead of backing off like a nervous virgin as she had on that night when heâd shown her what real passion was.
But, of course, the curvy blonde teacher didnât have to work with Aaron. Didnât have to keep up a guard all the time because she was hurting and didnât want to have to tell him why.
Had Nicola ever been invited to dine with them? she wondered. Had Mary Lewis sounded her out as a replacement wife for her son? She certainly looked the part, compared to herself.
Lucy, whoâd been at the front of the procession in her role as the star of the
The hospital had checked with the school to see if there were any parental objections and had discovered that apart from one nervous mother all the parents were in favour of the children being shown the inside of a hospital.
âI was in there ,â Lucy was telling them, pointing proudly to the small side ward that led off Rainbow, âafter Dr Swain mended my head.â
Watching from a few feet away with one of the ward sisters by her side, Annabel hid a smile. Sheâd been right when sheâd prophesied that this visit would give Lucy some standing amongst her classmates after her prolonged absence.
They were looking suitably impressed, some of them almost envious, and it was hard to keep a straight face. Aaron was to join them any moment. He was bidding farewell to Oliver who was going home after a very successful result from the brain operation. The convulsions had stopped. It was early days, of course, but the future looked good for him and his parents.
When Aaron joined them he was smiling and Annabel wasnât sure if it was because of his pleasure at seeing Oliver off in a much-improved condition or seeing his daughter and her friends waiting to be shown round, with their teacher in attendance.
Actually, his pleasure was a bit of both and, though she wasnât aware of it, her presence was adding to hishappiness. Even though they hadnât exactly been best buddies since the night heâd called at the flat.
They had no problems with each other on the job. They were both too professional to let personal matters get in the way of their work with poorly children, though Annabel found herself wishing frequently that they were back on the old footing. But Aaron had given her an ultimatum. Plain speaking was required and she wasnât ready yet.
If he had any such thoughts he kept them well hidden behind a brisk air of competence and that was the present state of play. But now, seeing Annabel waiting for him with the children, he was reminded that this was her idea and concern for Lucy was at the heart of it.
She had a way with children. Lucy liked her and their young patients in the two paediatric wards reacted well to her calm air of reassurance. She would make a good mother, heâd thought a couple of times, and then had switched his thoughts elsewhere. There was no husband or children in the background so maybe Annabel wasnât that way inclined, having no experience of proper family life to fall back on.
They had both left themselves free for the next couple of hours, although each of them could be called away if an emergency arose. With Aaron leading the way, Annabel followed as they set off to tour the wards, operating theatres and the rest.
Aaron had had a warm greeting for the childrenâs teacher. It had been plain to see that he and Nicola Edwards had a good parent-teacher relationship. She was a small, vivacious blonde, and it didnât escape Annabelâs notice that she was a similar type to his late wife.
There was an odd little pain around her heart as she watched them walking side by side, leading the smallcrocodile of five-year-olds. Just how friendly were they? she wondered, and knew that the ache came from envy.
She wished that she herself was as easy in his company as Nicola Edwards. Instead of backing off like a nervous virgin as she had on that night when heâd shown her what real passion was.
But, of course, the curvy blonde teacher didnât have to work with Aaron. Didnât have to keep up a guard all the time because she was hurting and didnât want to have to tell him why.
Had Nicola ever been invited to dine with them? she wondered. Had Mary Lewis sounded her out as a replacement wife for her son? She certainly looked the part, compared to herself.
Lucy, whoâd been at the front of the procession in her role as the star of the
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