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Authors: Eliza Gerard
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She said, “You don’t have to tell me about it - I think it might be better if I didn’t know. Just know I understand.”
Eric glanced up from his plate, letting the moment pass where he didn’t see his patient flat lining on the gurney in front of him, and with a forced smile he said, genuinely, “Thank you.”
~*~*~
After Dr. Nelson finished his meal, Debra ushered him to her living room where she flicked on her battered old television for him. She brewed him a cup of decaffeinated tea and then excused herself to the kitchen where she pulled the dishes together to clean them.
Two minutes into letting the sink fill with water, she noticed that she wasn’t in the kitchen alone. Dr. Nelson’s tea cup was on the far counter and he was standing next to her, rolling up his sleeves.
Debra sighed. “Get your butt back into the living room before I kick you back there.”
Eric laughed. “I don’t think so. Isn’t it rude to just sit back and watch someone do the work that you should be doing yourself? You cooked.”
Debra rolled her eyes. She set the first of the dishes in the sudsy water and said, “Just stand there and look pretty, okay? It’s too late to get into a debate about who should do what.”
Eric waggled his eyebrows at Debra as his lips spread into a genuine grin. “You think I’m pretty?” He put a hand to his chest. “I’m flattered.”
Debra rested her hands on the sink, feeling exacerbated. “Why don’t you play the quiet game, hmm? Or better yet, pretend that you super glued your lips together.”
Eric chuckled. “I’m not that bad.” He waited until she began to wash the dishes again, and as soon as she’d put a few dishes to be rinsed into the other side of the sink, he pulled the faucet to him and began rinsing them.
After they were through washing dishes, Debra insisted that Eric move off to the living room and once he was on the sofa he sighed, looking as if he’d aged twenty years. His face was still handsome, lined with weariness and the moment she found herself staring at him, she looked away and fixed her attention on something that wouldn’t set her thoughts adrift into dangerous waters.
She’d refilled his tea and as they sat there together in silence, Debra wondered why thinking of him as a man instead of a doctor or her employer had to be a bad thing. She glanced at the clock on the wall above the television, saw that it was a quarter until ten and as she opened her mouth to say something, she was cut off by soft snoring.
Dr. Nelson had literally fallen asleep with his tea cup in his hand. Not bothering to see the humor in the situation - which truthfully, she did - she moved from her chair, took the cup from him and, walking silently past him, she reached a small hall closet.
Earlier, when David and Danny had conked out, she’d carried them one by one to her spare room, tucked them into the bed she kept there and left the door cracked open so she’d know if they woke up. In her experience, children were often scared of waking up in new surroundings and she didn’t want them to go through it.
The hall closet had blankets in it and, pulling one out, she then went back to the living room where the doctor was good and well and in a coma. She set the blanket around his shoulders and made sure that it covered his feet. He would probably have a stiff back in the morning, judging by the way he was sleeping, but Debra didn’t have the heart to wake him up. Someday, she’d have to work on that.
~*~*~
David was the first to open his eyes, but as soon as he stirred from the bed, Danny followed right behind him. It was a bond they possessed as twins and though they never planned to do everything together, it just seemed that it worked out better when they did. Danny yawned and was about to say something when David grinned and put a finger to his lips.
“Shhh, okay? We gotta be
Eric glanced up from his plate, letting the moment pass where he didn’t see his patient flat lining on the gurney in front of him, and with a forced smile he said, genuinely, “Thank you.”
~*~*~
After Dr. Nelson finished his meal, Debra ushered him to her living room where she flicked on her battered old television for him. She brewed him a cup of decaffeinated tea and then excused herself to the kitchen where she pulled the dishes together to clean them.
Two minutes into letting the sink fill with water, she noticed that she wasn’t in the kitchen alone. Dr. Nelson’s tea cup was on the far counter and he was standing next to her, rolling up his sleeves.
Debra sighed. “Get your butt back into the living room before I kick you back there.”
Eric laughed. “I don’t think so. Isn’t it rude to just sit back and watch someone do the work that you should be doing yourself? You cooked.”
Debra rolled her eyes. She set the first of the dishes in the sudsy water and said, “Just stand there and look pretty, okay? It’s too late to get into a debate about who should do what.”
Eric waggled his eyebrows at Debra as his lips spread into a genuine grin. “You think I’m pretty?” He put a hand to his chest. “I’m flattered.”
Debra rested her hands on the sink, feeling exacerbated. “Why don’t you play the quiet game, hmm? Or better yet, pretend that you super glued your lips together.”
Eric chuckled. “I’m not that bad.” He waited until she began to wash the dishes again, and as soon as she’d put a few dishes to be rinsed into the other side of the sink, he pulled the faucet to him and began rinsing them.
After they were through washing dishes, Debra insisted that Eric move off to the living room and once he was on the sofa he sighed, looking as if he’d aged twenty years. His face was still handsome, lined with weariness and the moment she found herself staring at him, she looked away and fixed her attention on something that wouldn’t set her thoughts adrift into dangerous waters.
She’d refilled his tea and as they sat there together in silence, Debra wondered why thinking of him as a man instead of a doctor or her employer had to be a bad thing. She glanced at the clock on the wall above the television, saw that it was a quarter until ten and as she opened her mouth to say something, she was cut off by soft snoring.
Dr. Nelson had literally fallen asleep with his tea cup in his hand. Not bothering to see the humor in the situation - which truthfully, she did - she moved from her chair, took the cup from him and, walking silently past him, she reached a small hall closet.
Earlier, when David and Danny had conked out, she’d carried them one by one to her spare room, tucked them into the bed she kept there and left the door cracked open so she’d know if they woke up. In her experience, children were often scared of waking up in new surroundings and she didn’t want them to go through it.
The hall closet had blankets in it and, pulling one out, she then went back to the living room where the doctor was good and well and in a coma. She set the blanket around his shoulders and made sure that it covered his feet. He would probably have a stiff back in the morning, judging by the way he was sleeping, but Debra didn’t have the heart to wake him up. Someday, she’d have to work on that.
~*~*~
David was the first to open his eyes, but as soon as he stirred from the bed, Danny followed right behind him. It was a bond they possessed as twins and though they never planned to do everything together, it just seemed that it worked out better when they did. Danny yawned and was about to say something when David grinned and put a finger to his lips.
“Shhh, okay? We gotta be
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