Snowfall on Lighthouse Lane by Joann Ross

Author:Joann Ross
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HQN Books
Published: 2018-08-30T17:22:13+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

DR. LAURENNE LANCASTER’S office was located in one of Honeymoon Harbor’s big old historical Victorian homes, much like the one Brianna had restored for her bed-and-breakfast. There had obviously been a great deal of interior wall moving, allowing for a reception area and waiting room, that led to various treatment rooms that probably would have been parlors back in the day.

Although Jolene had never been invited into the older heiress’s home, the office appeared to have once been a library. The doctor had kept the jury-paneled bird’s-eye maple walls lined with bookshelves. Many, Jolene noticed, were medical tomes. Other volumes covered history, art and nature, including several books on the Pacific Northwest.

“Hello, Gloria.” The doctor rose, came out from around the desk, paused to pump some sanitizer on her hand from a container over a sink and greeted her mother with a handshake. Then turned to Jolene. “You must be Jolene. I’m pleased to meet you. Your mother has told me so many wonderful things about you. Including how hard you work, always flying around the country or the world to work on movies and TV shows. It must be a very exciting life.”

“It’s one of those jobs that sounds more exciting than it is,” Jolene said, grateful that her Emmy nomination hadn’t come up. She had a feeling that loss might end up being the first line in her obituary. And wasn’t that depressing?

“I totally understand. From some of the comments I’ve received at social events, I get the feeling people expect my life to be like Grey’s Anatomy, with me having a grand love affair with Dr. McDreamy.”

“He died,” Gloria said. Then literally covered her mouth. “Oh, my God. I’m so sorry. I’m just really nervous and I wasn’t thinking.”

“It was quite a few years ago.” Dr. Lancaster turned toward Jolene to explain her mother’s dismay. “I’m a widow. My husband, who was an ER doctor and quite dreamy, at least in my opinion, died of sudden cardiac arrest at forty-three while running on one of the park trails.”

“I’m sorry,” Jolene said.

“Not as sorry as I am,” Gloria murmured.

“You truly have nothing to apologize for, Gloria. I understand why you’d be nervous. So, let’s get down to business. Would you like some water? Coffee? Tea?”

“Your receptionist already asked,” Jolene said. “We’re good.” Just impatient.

“The ultrasound showed a cyst.”

“Oh, that’s positive, right?” Jolene asked. “I had a friend who had one of those and they just keep an eye on it.”

“It’s fairly good news,” Dr. Lancaster said cautiously. “But in this case there are some concerns because it also contains some solid factions that could just be fat necrosis. Or blood cells that died.” She brought out the film and pointed them out.

“There’s no reason to be terribly concerned because I sent a copy to another radiologist, and he agrees with me that since the shape is very regular and the low odds of cysts being cancerous it’s very encouraging at this point. But we all agree that you should have a biopsy to be sure we don’t miss anything.

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