The doctor’s handsome face colored. “Er…well, I would but she’s not much for the art of healing. She’s better at bookkeeping and the like. I could never ask her to work for me, not in that capacity…It wouldn’t be proper, not with her being unwed.”
“Right,” Rowena murmured. “Well, I should like to think on it, being a nurse I mean.” She would think on it, but her heart was lifted somewhat at the idea.
At least I could be of use to someone, someone who wanted me around.
At least I could be of use to someone, someone who wanted me around.“Thank you for staying the night, Dr. McIntosh. Let me have some breakfast brought up.” Rowena rose and hastily left the room, not wanting him to see her cry. She’d given up everything to come here with Quinn, but she’d be damned if she let anyone see tear
