Could Be Something Good by Fiona West

Author:Fiona West [West, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tempest and Kite Publishing
Published: 2020-05-28T16:00:00+00:00

Pulling out the comic book, he grinned. Incredible Hulk #319, Bruce Banner marries Betty Ross. He already owned it, of course, but this copy was going on his nightstand where he could see it first thing when he woke up in the morning. It was a reminder to keep calm and carry on. A reminder that it wasn’t over yet.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

NOT A LOT OF MIDWIVES and a whole lot of patients meant that Winnie was slammed with work the next week. Three nights in a row, she was up with a laboring mother. She was fairly sure her blood was more coffee than plasma at this point. Frances Mitton, the other midwife who worked at Santiam, had gone to Dallas to take care of her sister, who’d just had knee surgery.

Monday was her birthday. She found an e-card from her mother in her email inbox, spent an hour and a half convincing a nervous patient that she was just having Braxton Hicks contractions, and assisted a doctor-led birth that led to her getting vomited on when the patient had a reaction to the drugs they’d given her. Given her fatigue and just not having time to sort out her muddled feelings, Winnie actively avoided Daniel, ducking into supply closets and break rooms when she saw him coming. She felt bad about it, but she just didn’t have time. He’d forget about her eventually and move on to someone else . . . although the gifts said otherwise. On Wednesday, she found a bar of Green & Black’s sea salt chocolate in her mailbox. On Thursday, there was lavender hand lotion; she’d used it on a patient a few hours later with good results. On Friday, there was a pair of pink yoga toe socks with anti-skid dots on the bottoms and a typed note: “Thinking of you. Hope you’ve had a great week.” Martina saw her clutching them.

“More gifts? He’s persistent.”

Winnie swallowed hard and nodded, grinning despite herself.

Martina slammed her locker shut. “What’s holding you back? You like him. I know you do.”

“He’s too young for me.”

Her friend stared at her blankly. “What are you talking about?”

“I just mean, he’s still in his twenties, and I’m...”

“Winifred.” Martina’s look could not be more cross. “Stop acting like you’re ancient. You’re not. There’s not one thing wrong with dating him. Seriously.”

Something eased in Winnie’s chest, despite her friend’s irritation. She was right; it was her insecurity talking. She knew it, but it helped to hear it so plainly from someone else’s lips.

“And he’s oblivious,” Winnie added, trying to deflect from her embarrassment.

Martina snorted. “Most people are. Look at me, I dated my high school sweetheart for years, thinking we were moving toward marriage, and then . . .” She held her hand out, empty. “Our first real conversation in years, and I realized that we wanted different things.” She pulled out a lip gloss and applied it in the mirror. “At least he’s being up front with you. At least he knows what he wants.

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