Look on the Bright Side by Kristan Higgins EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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LARK
“The sobbing has to stop, Dr. Smith.”
Larkby Christina Smith, MD (at least for now), gulped and looked at
the head of Oncology at Hyannis Hospital. She wiped her eyes with one of
the tissues he’d passed across the desk. Outside, the steady May rain beat
against the windows.
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“I know,” Lark whispered, then cleared her throat. “I’m sorry.” There.
Her voice sounded slightly less pathetic.
Here in his office, Dr. Hanks (no relation) doled out bad news on a daily
basis. Usually to his patients, but today, Lark suspected, to her. The good
doctor’s voice was firm but gentle, his eyes kind. “The thing is, Lark, it
doesn’t get easier. Not at all. Oncology isn’t for everyone.”
First name, not Dr. Smith. That didn’t bode well.
“I know you felt close to the patient,” Dr. Hanks added.
Lark tried to stifle a sob, failed, and put a hand over her eyes. “It’s
just…you’re right. I did. Very close.” She swallowed another sob, but
traitorous tears still leaked out of her eyes.
Three hours earlier, Lark’s favorite patient, Charles Engels, had died
after an eight-month battle with pancreatic cancer. And yes, she may have
(she had) let emotions get in the way. How could she not? Charlie, as he
insisted she call him, had been so wonderful, so funny and kind and
positive. He’d been only sixty-four…same age as her dad. His wife had
been at his side the past three horrible days as Charlie faded in and out of
consciousness. On the last day, Mrs.
Engels (Patty) had climbed into bed
with him, and even though he was barely alive, Charlie had put his arm
around her. Their three sons had all been there, crying softly, and the
grandkids had visited the day before. Lark had been present for Charlie’s
last, labored breath, and when Mrs. Engels let out a wail, well…so had
Lark. She hadn’t meant to. It just…slipped out.
“Dr. Smith. Get a grip.” Dr. Hanks folded his hands in front of him and
looked at her firmly.
“Sorry,” she said, blowing her nose. God. At thirty-three, she should be
in better control of her feelings.
“It’s one thing to be sympathetic. It’s another for the widow to be
comforting you, Lark.”
She winced at that. “They, um…they felt like family. Charlie…that is,
the patient told me he wished I was his daughter.” She stifled another sob.
“But you’re not.” Dr. Hanks’s voice was a little harder. “And while I
commend the commitment you put into your work, it was their loss, not
yours.”
“Fair point.” She’d miss Charlie. He was so sunny, even when he was in
pain, someone she really looked forward to seeing every chance she got.
Even after her long shifts, she’d stop by his room if he’d been admitted,
chatting with him, holding his hand, even singing to him one night.
Dr. Hanks sighed. “We can’t have you falling apart every time a patient
dies. This is Oncology. We lose patients. We have to make friends with
death, at least on some level.”
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