Found Drowned by Norris Laurie Glenn;

Author:Norris, Laurie Glenn;
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nimbus Publishing, Limited
Published: 2019-07-10T12:43:25+00:00

Rockley

Nova Scotia

November 1876

Doctor Timothy Creed called on Ann ten weeks after her accident. Mabel greeted him at the porch door with a bright smile.

“So good of you to call on us,” she said, removing her apron with one hand and offering him the other.

“If I knew you were coming I’d have made myself more presentable.”

Timothy Creed was thirty-five years old, tall, with light brown hair, a chin dimple, and a charming young wife. Three years ago, fresh out of the Dalhousie School of Medicine, the day after he opened his practice in Rockley, he received, by telegram, a summons to attend Mrs. Mabel Harney. When Creed arrived at the farm the patient was on the veranda waiting for him, dressed in her Sunday best. There was a lovely tea table set with pink china, and fruitcake and dainty squares laid on. He was invited to sit down and Mabel commenced to welcome him to the neighbourhood with gossip about the locals and much fluttering of eyelashes. She mentioned a headache when he inquired as to her health and she undid the two top buttons on her shirt waist to show him the difficulty she had turning her neck from side to side.

It didn’t take Dr. Creed long to realize that he had been lured there for a social call. He wasn’t told until afterwards, no new Rockley physician ever was, that Mabel Harney made a point of acquainting herself with all the young doctors who settled in the area.

“I’ll be a sick woman come morning,” Mabel had declared to her neighbour Fannie Burbine upon hearing that Doctor Creed was in need of patients.

Now she motioned for him to come in.

“Never mind your boots. I’m just about to get Mary to do the floors if I can find her.” She led the way into the kitchen and offered him a chair.

“I’m here to see Ann. I met your brother over at Bailey’s store this morning and he told me that she still wasn’t walking. I thought I’d take a look in to see how she was doing.”

“Oh, she’s fine.” Mabel rolled her eyes. “Just likes being waited on, that’s all. That’s what’s wrong with that one. She’s set up camp in the parlour. Says she can’t make the stairs yet. I’ll go see if she’s decent.”

Mabel hurried down the hallway and was back in less than a minute.

“Her majesty will see you now.”

Dr. Creed smiled and shook his head.

“It’s the second door on the right. Used to be a proper parlour. Now it’s a damn sickroom,” Mabel yelled from the kitchen.

“Hello, Ann,” Dr. Creed said. Ann watched as he seated himself on a faded green armchair.

“Dr. Creed, I’m surprised to see you,” she said, sliding herself up higher on the sofa.

She was wearing a flannel nightgown and wrapped in a black shawl. She was covered up to the waist with a blanket. Suddenly she felt too warm.

“I wanted to see for myself how you were doing.”

“That’s very kind of you. I’m

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