Unlawful Harvest by P D Workman

Author:P D Workman [Workman, P D]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: pd workman
Published: 2019-12-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

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he feeling of being wrung-out emotionally was becoming familiar to MacKenzie. She sincerely hoped that wasn’t the way she could expect to feel for the rest of her life. Sooner or later, the stress and the grief had to lessen. Had to become more livable. People had family members die all the time. They didn’t become walking zombies like MacKenzie felt she had. She wanted to go to bed and not have to think anymore. But she didn’t want to be alone. She wanted company without having to be company. Everything she did seemed to take more energy than usual.

The phone rang and she ignored it. She wasn’t prepared to deal with anybody else’s needs. Not even a telemarketer’s. She needed to just let her heart and her brain recover.

After the landline stopped ringing, her cellphone started up. MacKenzie looked at it, frowning. It wouldn’t be her mother; Lisa was still resistant to calling the cell phone, feeling like it was an intrusion on MacKenzie’s privacy. Cell phones were for emergencies, not conversations. Some of her friends did have both numbers, but calling each in sequence meant that it was urgent, and none of her friends had any urgent business with her.

Her father. She knew even before she picked up her cell phone and looked at the number that it was Walter. As much as she wanted to just rest and relax, she knew she needed to talk to him. With a knot in her stomach, she answered the call.

“Hi, Daddy.”

“I want to know what the hell you’re doing!”

He was never so cross with her. MacKenzie gasped at his sharp answer, taking a physical step back as if that would distance her from his anger.

“Daddy? What’s wrong? I don’t understand.”

“First, I hear from your mother that you have taken it upon yourself to take Amanda’s private medical files from the house. Then I hear that you’re showing up at the Forsberg clinic asking questions. I want to know what the hell you think you’re doing.”

“I’m… trying to satisfy myself about what happened to Amanda. I think her death could have been prevented, and I’m worried about the clinic continuing to operate, maybe putting additional lives in danger.”

“That’s ridiculous. What have you gotten into your head? The clinic saved her life. It isn’t their fault that she got sick a year later. That’s just one of those things. Cruel fate. It wasn’t something that could have been prevented or foreseen.”

“She wouldn’t have gotten malaria if she hadn’t gone to that island.”

“She wouldn’t have survived if she hadn’t gotten the transplant.”

“She would have for a while. Maybe long enough to get a transplant here, locally.”

“You’re wrong. You don’t know, you didn’t know how sick she was.”

“No. And I don’t understand why you kept it from me. Shouldn’t I have known? I could have spent more time with Amanda. I could have been involved in the decision to get the transplant. Or not get the transplant. I would have liked to have known.

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