Adam's Promise: Faith on the Line by Gail Gaymer Martin

Adam's Promise: Faith on the Line by Gail Gaymer Martin

Author:Gail Gaymer Martin
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780373872695
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2004-07-01T22:23:26+00:00


“If you need something, I’ll tell your nurse. What is it?”

A numbing sensation rolled through his limbs and he grasped his chest, willing away the disturbing feeling. Perspiration beaded his forehead, yet he’d begun to tremble. “You’ve been avoiding me.”

He tried to look at her but his vision blurred.

“I’m not avoiding you. I’m back to work. I have my own patient load. If you need something, I’ll tell your nurse.”

“I’m feeling very odd, Kate. Something’s definitely wrong.”

She raised her eyebrows and shook her head. “I’ll get your nurse.”

He studied her through the haze. “I’m not joking, Kate.”

“Look, Adam, do you need some pain meds? Is that it?”

“I just had an injection…again. I’m having a bad reaction to something.”

“Who’s your nurse today?”

His attitude startled her. She thought he was vying for her attention. Today it was more than that. He enjoyed her fussing over him, but today something was seriously wrong.

She shrugged. “I’ll get someone.”

Defeat crushed him as he watched Kate turn away. Since he’d let her know how he felt—and then his mother’s intervention—she’d pulled away. He wasn’t imagining it. She’d changed. Not that she hadn’t been attentive with him when he was her patient, but she wasn’t his Kate.

The icy feeling rolled through him again. Adam fumbled to draw the blanket around his neck, praying the unnerving sensation would pass. He tried to breathe. His lungs seemed empty. No air. The room spun. He felt light-headed.

Adam aimed his clouded eyes toward the door, praying Kate would return. Anyone. He attempted to organize his thoughts. Being a surgeon, he should be able to diagnose his illness by the symptoms. Something…but he couldn’t think.

Instead of Kate, his mother came through the doorway in a blur. The only color that registered was the green in her volunteer’s smock that wavered in and out of his vision. She gave him a little wave as she approached, then she faltered.

“Adam? You look terrible.”

She hurried forward and pressed her palm against his face. “You’re ice cold, and you’re perspiring.”

“I—I…I’m…I think they…gave m-me—” His words slurred and his mind failed him. His mother’s panicked face wove in and out of focus.

“Gave you what?” She hovered over him, worry distorting her features. “You’re deathly white. I’m frightened, Adam. I’ll get a nurse.” She stepped away.

“Get K-Kate,” Adam whispered, forming the words in his mouth though his voice seemed to float above him.

Liza darted toward the doorway, the green cloth of her jacket appearing as dark billows ready to wash over him like a tidal wave. Colors faded to misty gray, and a buzz hummed in his ears. He gasped for a breath but his lungs seemed frozen.

He felt paralyzed.

“Dear Lord,” he prayed, “help me.”



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