CHAPTER 9
Ruby had to stop acting like a fool. She was a professional. An adult. Connie was paying her a decent wage to live here and take care of Grandma Lucy, not to run away when things got uncomfortable.
She replayed everything she’d heard Grandma Lucy and Connie say about her visitor. Oncology doctor. Resident. Young man from Seattle.
She was blind not to have suspected. If she’d known, she would have taken the day off. But it was too late now.
She squared her shoulders and forced herself to stare straight into his eyes. “Hello, Dr. Jameson. Nice to see you again.”
“You can call me Elliot.”
Connie clasped her hands in front of her. “So you know each other?” Her face was so bright it could have rivaled last night’s harvest moon. “That’s wonderful. Isn’t this a small world? Don’t
