Claire met Beth at the mess hall, where the nurse exchanged hostile glances with a table that included Nanette and her friends. Lillian sat with them but kept her eyes downcast.
“Bunch of useless peahens,” Beth scoffed. “We all used to get along before she arrived.”
“You mean Nanette? How long as she been here?”
“Yes, and she arrived on base just before Doctor Radcliffe and his Irish friend.” She put a hand on her abdomen, which rumbled so loudly Claire heard it. “And my tummy is joining the conversation. Are you ready for dinner?”
Claire nodded even though the conflict in the air made her stomach sour. While she was glad to find an ally, it was one more thing to deal with, and her soul felt raw as it was. Plus, every time she chased after the memory of the last time she’d seen Bryce b
