Just Over The Mountain
June Hudson had nerves of steel. She was thirty-seven years old, had been the town doctor in Grace Valley, California, for over ten years and the things she'd been called upon to do were not for the faint of heart. June had delivered a baby in the back of a pickup truck, kept a logger's severed limb on ice waiting for the emergency helicopter and had given calm, intelligent medical advice while looking down the barrel of a marijuana farmer's gun. Oh, she was feminine enough, but tough. Strong. Fearless.
Maybe not fearless, but she had certainly learned how to appear fearless. She had learned this in Omnipotent Physician 101.
Then came an early morning phone call bearing portentous news that caused her heart to race and her brow and upper lip to bead with sweat. All the strength bled out of her legs as she sank helplessly to the kitchen stool.
The conversation started out innocently enough with her friend Birdie reporting, "Chris is coming home with the boys." Chris was Birdie's son, the boys her twin fourteen-year-old grandsons.
"For a visit?" June half asked, half assumed.
"For good, he says. He and Nancy are divorcing."
June was silent. Shocked. Dismayed. < ... read full excerpt from: Just Over The Mountain ebook
