My Heart Burns (Bandit Creek Book 24) by Marlene Renee

Author:Marlene Renee [Renee, Marlene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-08-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

The surgery went well enough. I brazened through it as though I’d operated on hundreds. My composure on the other hand was pretty much in tatters by the time I dropped the last small chunk of lead and copper into the metal bowl - all because my concentration was abysmal. You see, I’d never seen a man’s bare buttocks before. Medical school had provided many diagrams of all parts of the human anatomy so I knew what to expect. And I had observed one cadaver prosection completed by a doctor at the university, but this was my first flesh and blood patient.

The sight of skin that rarely saw the sun made my mouth go dry. The sight of a buttocks fit for a sculpture emphasized the vast difference between text sketches and reality. I guess you could call me a virgin doctor. I paused, flushed at my double entendre. As my forceps dug for and extracted buckshot from Sheriff Dan’s fine behind, I tried to focus on the reason for the buckshot – Hettie Larange – instead of the firm muscularity that sent an odd sort of thrill through me. I covered as much of the pinky white flesh as possible with cloths in a criss-cross fashion but that didn’t stop me from my secret admiration.

Or my mind from comparing. Vaguely I wondered if under Tom’s rather flat and droopy pants, if his behind were as taut as the Sheriff’s. Somehow I knew it wouldn’t be. Quietly I puffed out my disappointment. Tom was a good man, I reminded myself. As a husband, he wouldn’t be too demanding. Besides, he was the sole man ever to offer for my hand. If not for Tom, I’d be a spinster the rest of my life, a complete and utter disappointment to Daddy. And to my mother of course.

I resorted to asking questions to get my mind back on my work. “How did this happen?”

Luke answered, “We found Boyd’s gang about half ways to their mountain base. It was late, black except for the faint light from a fingernail moon. We’d been walking the horses for a while when we spotted the flickers from their campfire in a small clearing surrounded by bush. Covered by the dark, we approached their camp from two sides.”

“Unfortunately, Hettie wasn’t with the others. She was coming back to camp when she surprised us, opened fire.”

I continued to swab away spots of blood, rinse with alcohol and pick out any denim blue that had entered the wounds along with the pellets. “Did Hettie shoot anyone else?”

Again Luke answered, “Mostly the sheriff. He had his back to her and was right in her line of fire. The rest of us were on the other side of their campsite. A couple men suffered grazes along their arms but not much else. The Boyd gang scattered pretty fast when Hettie started shooting. So did we.”

To the Sheriff I said, “You were lucky. The thick material of your denim pants slowed down the pellets, prevented them from going deep.

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