Her Uniform Cowboy (Harland County Series Book 3) by Donna Michaels

Author:Donna Michaels [Michaels, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-12-09T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

And so it begins.

The wait.

It was the day after Brandi’s biopsies and she hadn’t heard a word. She knew it could take several days to hear, but after her initiation into biopsy horror with her mom, she had no patience. And in her experience, the outcome had always been bad. Very bad.

“Now, I don’t want you worrying yourself sick,” Doctor Turner had said when he’d driven her home yesterday.

The sweetheart had rescheduled his afternoon appointments after discovering she’d arrived at the hospital for the procedure by herself. He’d even arranged to get her truck home. What a nice man. Of course, she’d made him promise not to tell anyone. His handsome face had frowned in protest, but he’d eventually agreed.

“You know this is just routine, right?” He’d settled her on the couch, doting on her like a child, tossing a quilt over her after flipping on the air conditioning. Mozart had immediately settled on top of the blanket, happily kneading while the doctor added, “Just because your mother had cancer does not mean you do.”

She knew this. She really did, but as the hours wore on, her doubts increased. Flopping onto her mattress, she stared at the ceiling. Painted a soft blue, it was quite different from the ceiling she’d stared at yesterday at this time.

Told to lay still and not swallow while the endocrinologist shoved a needle into her throat to gather cells from her goiters, she’d counted the ruts in the ceiling blocks above her head. Six times. Each biopsy had only lasted a minute, but seemed a lot longer when told not to swallow. As the doctor pumped the skinny needle in and out at a rapid pace, she’d imagined her fingers on the neck of her violin, playing the intricate chords of one of her favorite and toughest songs. She’d heard the music. Felt the indenture of the strings under her fingers and found her happy place. The image of a sexy sheriff with smoldering gray eyes and magical hands had also made an appearance. Yes, Kade was definitely a happy place. And as she forced herself to remain still on the hospital bed, she’d made a promise to herself to visit those places again in reality.

Now, twenty-four hours later, Brandi had the perfect opportunity to cross one off her list.

She rolled off the mattress, got on her hands and knees and stared at the lone case sitting under her bed. All as Mozart watched through a lazy gaze.

“Come on, Wyne. Just do it,” she said out loud and grabbed the handle to pull the case close. “You need to practice for the upcoming Guard dinner, anyhow.”

Why the hell had she agreed to that? Oh, yeah, right. Her father had asked her…okay, more like told the committee she’d be happy to perform at an upcoming dinner in Houston in a few weeks. Brandi looked forward to seeing her father and brother, Ben, at the dinner, just not the playing—still a few too many dark memories attached to performing.

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