I Promise You This (Love in Provence Book 3) by Patricia Sands Page B
Authors: Patricia Sands
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why they had not left, he explained that they were reluctant to leave their lives behind in the beginning; when it got so bad that they finally decided to flee, they could not get out. “I’m sorry,” Kat said. “It’s so difficult to find words to talk about the tragic events there. What a worry and sorrow it must be for you.”
Katherine felt a tug at her heart and could not help but think sadly of the somewhat similar tragic experiences her parents’ families had undergone in World War II.
They reached her house in what seemed like minutes, and the car sat in the driveway until she unlocked her door and waved. As she removed her layers of outerwear, she smiled and shook her head, feeling disbelief and pleasure at Nick’s sudden appearance.
Katherine called Andrea and Terrence to fill them in on the day and said there was no point in them going back to the hospital just yet. They were relieved to hear that Nick was there to give her support. “We’ll have to meet him one of these days, after all you’ve told us!”
Next, she found the box with her yoga gear and, after changing into yoga clothes, unrolled her mat on the living room floor. She had been thinking about it all day, missing that part of her routine. She stretched and warmed up before she focused on a solid hour of positions. There was an immediate calm she felt from doing yoga that was unique to anything else she did.
The exercise, combined with the food and wine from dinner, made her feel mellow. For the first time since arriving in Toronto, she slept through until her 7:00 a.m. alarm sounded.
CHAPTER FIVE
Katherine phoned Nick as she was going into the subway station.
“It’s so easy, and I needed the walk,” she told him when he admonished her for not using Mohammed. “I’ll be at the hospital in twenty minutes.”
She enjoyed the subway ride. It had been part of her daily routine for so many years. Past history, she thought as the familiar stops rolled by and she arrived at the hospital.
Stepping out of the elevator to Molly’s floor, Katherine chuckled as Roslyn blurted, “Another rose!” Another nurse shook her head. “No one gets in here at night. It’s bizarre!”
Father DeCarlo and Nick were sitting together in the reception area and motioned for Katherine to hurry to Molly’s room.
There was a collection of white coats around Molly’s bed. Dr. Primeau, the neurologist, nodded to Katherine and waved her into the room.
“We’re beginning to bring Molly out of her deep sleep today. We’re slowly reducing the dosage of her drugs, and in a few days she will be fully conscious. We’re hoping for the best in terms of her function levels. However, we want to alert you that there are no guarantees.”
Katherine’s voice betrayed her anxiety as she asked what the outcome might be.
“It’s still too early to say for certain. Today and tomorrow will be critical. No visitors. You and your friend can spend a few minutes with her now. Roslyn will text you with updates throughout the day. We have asked Father DeCarlo to look in on Ms. Malone, as her records indicate she is Catholic and knows him.”
A nurse pointed to her watch and said to Katherine, “Ten minutes.”
“Please ask my friend and Father DeCarlo to also come in.”
As Nick and Father DeCarlo walked in, Katherine said, “Obviously you two have introduced yourselves.”
They nodded. Katherine repeated what the doctor had told her as she held Molly’s hand and lightly rubbed her arm. They spoke quietly and the priest assured them he would stay all day with Molly. “I’ll keep you updated as the day goes on,” he said, his eyes filled with compassion. “I know this won’t be easy for you.”
“Nor you. Knowing you are here with Molly makes all the difference.”
Katherine was aware of a slight flicker in the priest’s eyes that communicated he was as concerned as she.
Sitting together in the reception area, Katherine and Nick planned their
Katherine felt a tug at her heart and could not help but think sadly of the somewhat similar tragic experiences her parents’ families had undergone in World War II.
They reached her house in what seemed like minutes, and the car sat in the driveway until she unlocked her door and waved. As she removed her layers of outerwear, she smiled and shook her head, feeling disbelief and pleasure at Nick’s sudden appearance.
Katherine called Andrea and Terrence to fill them in on the day and said there was no point in them going back to the hospital just yet. They were relieved to hear that Nick was there to give her support. “We’ll have to meet him one of these days, after all you’ve told us!”
Next, she found the box with her yoga gear and, after changing into yoga clothes, unrolled her mat on the living room floor. She had been thinking about it all day, missing that part of her routine. She stretched and warmed up before she focused on a solid hour of positions. There was an immediate calm she felt from doing yoga that was unique to anything else she did.
The exercise, combined with the food and wine from dinner, made her feel mellow. For the first time since arriving in Toronto, she slept through until her 7:00 a.m. alarm sounded.
CHAPTER FIVE
Katherine phoned Nick as she was going into the subway station.
“It’s so easy, and I needed the walk,” she told him when he admonished her for not using Mohammed. “I’ll be at the hospital in twenty minutes.”
She enjoyed the subway ride. It had been part of her daily routine for so many years. Past history, she thought as the familiar stops rolled by and she arrived at the hospital.
Stepping out of the elevator to Molly’s floor, Katherine chuckled as Roslyn blurted, “Another rose!” Another nurse shook her head. “No one gets in here at night. It’s bizarre!”
Father DeCarlo and Nick were sitting together in the reception area and motioned for Katherine to hurry to Molly’s room.
There was a collection of white coats around Molly’s bed. Dr. Primeau, the neurologist, nodded to Katherine and waved her into the room.
“We’re beginning to bring Molly out of her deep sleep today. We’re slowly reducing the dosage of her drugs, and in a few days she will be fully conscious. We’re hoping for the best in terms of her function levels. However, we want to alert you that there are no guarantees.”
Katherine’s voice betrayed her anxiety as she asked what the outcome might be.
“It’s still too early to say for certain. Today and tomorrow will be critical. No visitors. You and your friend can spend a few minutes with her now. Roslyn will text you with updates throughout the day. We have asked Father DeCarlo to look in on Ms. Malone, as her records indicate she is Catholic and knows him.”
A nurse pointed to her watch and said to Katherine, “Ten minutes.”
“Please ask my friend and Father DeCarlo to also come in.”
As Nick and Father DeCarlo walked in, Katherine said, “Obviously you two have introduced yourselves.”
They nodded. Katherine repeated what the doctor had told her as she held Molly’s hand and lightly rubbed her arm. They spoke quietly and the priest assured them he would stay all day with Molly. “I’ll keep you updated as the day goes on,” he said, his eyes filled with compassion. “I know this won’t be easy for you.”
“Nor you. Knowing you are here with Molly makes all the difference.”
Katherine was aware of a slight flicker in the priest’s eyes that communicated he was as concerned as she.
Sitting together in the reception area, Katherine and Nick planned their
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