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Saturday, December 1, 2018

A Sad Inspiration for the Last of a Series The Virgo Pisces Connection


My latest release The Virgo Pisces is the last of the Opposites in Love series and a story that has more bits of me than usually enter the story. This was difficult to write. Here’s how the events in the first chapter of the book began. Writing it made me very sad. I was nineteen and assigned to my student serve on Pediatrics. One of my patients was a five year old little girl with leukemia. She wasn’t responding to treatment. One morning when I entered her room, she opened her eyes. “Tell Mommy not be sad. I hurt no more.” Unlike the scene in the book, she didn’t wait for her mother but died right after she spoke. I think that was one of the saddest days of my life.

The Virgo Pisces Connection (Opposites in Love Book 6) Kindle Edition

Blurb:
Pisces Megan experiences burnout. Her third witnessed death on the Oncology Unit in a week is too much for her to handle. Going to her apartment and being alone isn't to her taste. Of all the Grantley Gang, she is the only one not married. She tries to resign from the hospital and is persuaded to take a month of her accumulated vacation time first. Avoiding her five friends, Megan rushes from town, not knowing or caring where she is going. Escaping the ghosts of the dead is her primary goal. During a blinding snowstorm, she crashes into the life of Dave Malloy MD.

Dave is a Virgo a traveling doctor going from assignment to assignment over the country. He's decided two things. One is to settle and gather moss. The other is to find his sister lost years ago when they were sent to two different foster homes. He has found her and vows to rescue her from an abusive situation. When Megan lands against a tree at the house where he is staying, he finds her very attractive. But can he act on this attraction when he must care for her after the accident and his decision she is a patient?

Together, they must find his sister and hope they aren't too late.

Excerpt:
Megan entered the room of her favorite patient and rubbed her arms to chase a sudden chill. The five year old girl looked so tiny and frail. Leukemia of a virulent type had drained the child rapidly. The little girl’s color nearly matched the white sheets. Megan drew a deep breath. Though the night nurse had assessed Bonnie’s condition as stable, Megan knew the woman had been optimistic.
Not today. Please. As certainty entered her thoughts, her stomach lurched.
“Morning, Button.” She waited for the child to open her eyes and make her usual response. The little girl’s eyes remained closed. She didn’t speak. Megan cleared her throat and tried again, hoping to hear “Not Button. I Bonnie.”
The child’s eyelids fluttered open exposing her dark eyes. Bonnie seemed to stare at a point in the distance. Slowly, she focused on Megan. “Tell…Mama…Not be …sad…Hurt gone.”
The whispery voice brought a cold shiver. Megan checked Bonnie’s pulse. An erratic beat bounded against her fingers. Shallow breaths were interrupted by long pauses. Megan’s fears deepened. She pulled her cell phone free and dialed the number taped to the bedside stand.
“Mrs. Mellis, Megan Carter here. I’m Bonnie’s nurse. You need to come at once.”
“Is she?”
“No but she’s very weak.” Urgency filled her voice. She prayed the woman would arrive in time. She bit her lip to keep from crying. Why this child? Why now?


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2 comments:

Tina Donahue said...

I imagine that was sad. Your books sounds amazing.

Janet Walters said...

Thanks