Her Sister's Child
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“Thank goodness, Julia,” he said. “Will you tell this well-meaning hospital administrator that you are taking me home, and that you will see that I am appropriately tucked in and medicated?”
Miss Winston seemed relieved. “Are you a health-care professional?” she asked Julia.
Cameron darted a quick warning glance at Julia and followed it with a blatant lie. “Of course she is…”
“No, I’m not,” Julia admitted before he could say anything more. “But I did agree to take Mr. Birch home today. I’m staying on Whisper Mountain myself for a while, so it’s no problem. I’m not concerned about making the drive.”
Cameron arched his brows. “There, you see? I’m all set. No worries.”
“I’m sorry, but you still need medical care. I’m waiting for one more home-care person to report back to me. If she doesn’t agree to make the trip daily, then you’ll have to come into the hospital every day or make arrangements for more accessible accommodations.”
Cameron shook his head. “I can’t do that.”
Miss Winston picked up a cell phone, which had been sitting on her clipboard. “Then we wait.”
He blew out a long, frustrated breath. “There has to be something we can do.”
Julia inched to the doorway. “I’ll come back later when all the details have been worked out.”
He nodded. “You might as well.”
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