Reaper's Fire: A Why Choose Urban Fantasy Romance (Soul Collectors Book 1) by Katherine Bogle

Author:Katherine Bogle [Bogle, Katherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-27T16:00:00+00:00

There was no familiar smell of medical sterilization and sickness when I stepped into the ER waiting area. Thanks to the tissue in my nose, I smelled absolutely nothing. Thank God! They had worked so far, but with my luck, visiting the hospital would be the one time they’d fail me.

I blew out a relieved sigh as I scanned the familiar waiting room. Blue plastic chairs lined either side with three rows in the middle. There were two bathrooms off to one side, and a small nurses’ office to the left of the emergency doors. I strode across the room to the sliding glass doors that blocked my way into the ER. On the other side of the glass wall was reception and various emergency rooms with nurses and doctors flitting between them.

I smiled as I spied the familiar receptionist—Stewart Galgrave, or Stew as he liked to be called. He typed away on his computer, his pale eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he worked. Warmth blossomed as I took in his short, graying blond hair and trimmed beard. He was around my mom’s age, mid forties, but with a boyish grin that made most women swoon.

Growing up, Stew had been great friends with Mom and me. He always brought me presents at Christmas and on my birthday. He even arranged a chocolate scavenger hunt in the break room one Easter when my mom couldn’t get away.

Stew glanced up as a nurse approached the circular desk—the ER’s centerpiece. When he looked up, his gaze slid right from the nurse to the ER doors and his blue eyes lit, a grin spreading across his face when he saw me. He quickly hit the open button I knew was near his desk and the glass doors whooshed open.

“Clara!” He beamed, standing at my entrance.

I stepped inside quickly before the doors could close and rushed over to the desk. The nurse looked between us, a soft smile replacing her earlier scowl.

“Oh, Clara! It’s so good to see you,” the nurse said. Her name eluded me—Jenny? Jennifer? Jen?—I was pretty sure it started with a J.

“Hi,” I said, flushing over the sudden attention. Most of the ER staff were like a family. I was told that wasn’t normal for an ER, but I loved it all the same. These people knew me—they’d watched me grow up, celebrated holidays and good grades with me. They’d encouraged me and allowed me to draw them, sitting in the corner with my sketchpad every day after school. I was told some even kept my drawings on their fridges, which always baffled me. I might be pretty good at graphic design, but drawing people had never been my strong suit.

“It’s so good to see you,” Stew said. He unlatched the short door on the side of the desk and swung it out, coming around the side to give me a big bear hug. He squeezed me tightly before leaning back, holding onto my shoulder. “You never stop by to see old Stew anymore.

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