Chapter 8
Oliver was relaxed as he read the results of his mother’s cancer treatment at the hospital. The green cotton scrubs somehow felt like a second skin. Plus, this month’s trips to the hospital, to help his mother translate her medical files so she understood, reminded him he enjoyed being a doctor. Rachel saw that. But then Rachel is Rachel. He’d never find another woman half as interesting or smart or beautiful as she is. Plus, she knew him.
Unlike his brothers, he was pretty lucky because he hadn’t married a total stranger out for cash. Rachel cared about him and his family.
Now that they were speaking again, and he’d dropped his anger, he understood half of what kept Rachel away in the last year was his own stupidity.
His mother’s treatment timer beeped signaling the end, so
