With The M.D....At The Altar?
Overtired, overworked and frustrated beyond belief, Dr. Roxanne Peterson pressed her cheek to the cool glass door of her small-town clinic. Even after nearly seventy-two hours of fighting the mysterious illness that had overtaken isolated Raven's Cliff, Maine, she still couldn't believe her town was in the throes of a deadly outbreak.
And it was her town, whether or not the intransigent locals accepted her as one of them rather than a newcomer.
She'd chosen this place, these people, despite the seaside town's remote location, nearly perpetual over-cast gloom and the curse that supposedly haunted the area. Honestly, she'd chosen Raven's Cliff partly because of those things, and because her years of relief medicine in third-world countries had made her want to settle down somewhere, amidst people who needed her.
She'd never expected to be thrust back into desperate working conditions in Raven's Cliff, fighting a mysterious deadly disease with too little help and not enough equipment or supplies.
Yet that was exactly what was happening, she thought on a long sigh, looking through the glass door of the clinic to the world beyond.
It was pitch-black ... read full excerpt from With the M.D....at the Altar? ebook
