Forging a Desire Line by Mary P. Burns

Author:Mary P. Burns [Burns, Mary P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781635556643
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2020-03-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Charley had called Tricia Sunday night to invite herself to the radiology appointment Monday morning, and when she hadn’t protested, Charley confirmed her suspicion that Tricia was frightened and actually wanted someone around. Now, as she leaned against the building waiting for her, she hitched her canvas bag up behind her shoulder blades and moved a little to the left to get out of the morning glare. Glancing up Sixty-Sixth Street, she spotted Tricia in the mix of people heading toward the front door.

“Whoa. Did you take a bus? I didn’t see you getting out of a cab.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. I left it at Third Avenue and walked over. I figured I could use a little exercise.”

Charley snorted. “I always hated your metabolism. Whip-thin, ate anything you wanted, didn’t even glance at a gym as you walked by.”

“Some of us are genetically lucky and some of us aren’t. I guess I’m both now. So,” Tricia said, hitting the revolving door, “how was the rest of your weekend?”

“Fine.”

Tricia eyed her in the elevator. “ Fine was always your smoke and mirrors.”

Charley faced her, one eyebrow raised.

“I know something is up. I knew it on Saturday.”

The elevator doors opened, and Charley looked around. “Which way is Radiology?” Tricia found a map on the wall and they studied it together.

“Oh, here.” Charley pointed to a line on the map. “Green hallway over here.” She headed down the hall.

Tricia followed. “Come over to dinner tonight. We can talk about this radiology and you can tell me what’s going on. Because something is going on.”

“I’m not doing this with you, Tricia.” Charley opened the door to the Radiology Department, almost let it slam on Tricia, and went to the desk. “Tricia Sullivan, a seven thirty appointment with Dr. Chadha.”

The receptionist checked a list and picked a file off the top of the stack on her desk. “Right this way, Miss Sullivan, Dr. Chadha is ready.”

“No, she’s Miss Sullivan, I’m here to observe,” Charley said, pointing at Tricia.

“Only if you agree to come to dinner tonight. Otherwise you can sit out here,” Tricia said as she took her file and walked through the door ahead of Charley.

“Radiology One is on the right,” the receptionist advised her.

Charley grabbed the door handle before it shut.

“I hear footsteps,” Tricia said. “You must be coming to dinner.”

“You are completely insensitive, you know that?” Charley hated when Tricia did this sort of thing to her. She’d always hated when Tricia won, too. “I can’t come to dinner. I…have to work. Emily’s going to the Middle East. I have a lot to do to get her ready.” She wasn’t about to share Joanna with Tricia.

“Again? You may not think so, but from where I stand, Emily sure as hell owns you. All I want is for you to open the door for me.” She held the door open for Charley, who went through it, glowering at her as she did. “I need you and you just might need me. It’s that simple.

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