After taking a bath and dressing, Claire helped Lillian organize the unused parts of the women’s hospital into temporary quarters for those who had been misplaced, then wandered to the mess hall for dinner. She didn’t expect much with the base’s routines having been upended. She had just reached the threshold and was about to step into the warm light when a man’s hand on her arm stopped her.
“Doctor McPhee, I’m glad to see you’re well.”
Major Longchamp was unshaven, and one arm was in a sling. He sported the same dark shadows under his eyes as the rest of the base’s inhabitants who had been up all night.
“Major Longchamp, I’m relieved to see you’re safe.”
He didn’t release his grip on her elbow. In fact, he squeezed harder. She jerked her arm away and consequences be damned, tried to d
