Okay then. Elisa took the items and made her way toward the seating area, thankful the nurse hadn’t asked her to give her name and pertinent information verbally. It was always a risk to share those things out loud. There was the slightest chance someone would overhear and take note.
She’d learned over and over again. There was always a chance a slip of information in the unlikeliest of places would find its way to exactly the person she didn’t want to have it.
It might not be crowded but just about everyone in the room had decided to sit with at least a chair or two buffer between them and the next person. The buffer seats were all that was left and most of the other people waiting to be seen were either men or women sitting with men.
Of course, Elisa wasn’t feeling all too sociable either.
Then she caught sight of a little girl sitting with her legs crossed in the seat next to the big planter in the corner. The seat next to her was open, and she was waiting quietly hugging a big blue plush…round thing. Whatever it was.
Elisa walked quickly over and when the girl looked up at her with big blue eyes, Elisa gave her the friendliest smile she could dig up. “Mind if I sit next to you?”
The girl looked around, her gaze lingering on the reception area behind Elisa for a moment before saying, “Sure.”
Elisa took a seat.
After a few silent moments, the little girl stirred next to her. “Are you sick?”
Well, paperwork didn’t take much of her attention and it’d been a while since Elisa had been outside her own head in a lot of ways. Conversation would be a welcome change as she finished the forms, and a good distraction from the constant worry running in the back of her mind. “Not sick so much as hurt. I won’t give you the plague.”
A soft, strained laugh. “Same here.”
Elisa glanced, then took a harder look. The girl wasn’t hugging the big plush toy as she’d first thought. It was supporting the girl’s slender left arm, which was bent at an impossible angle.
“Oh my god.” Why was she sitting here alone?
“Don’t worry.” The girl gave her a quick thumbs up with her right hand. “The doctors are really good here and I’m in all the time.”
Such a brave face. She had to be in an insane amount of pain. And here she was encouraging Elisa.
“Is there someone you should talk to about how often you get hurt?” Elisa struggled for the right tone. It was one she’d heard more than once when people had been concerned for her. Some places had safeguards in place for…
Blue eyes widened. “Oh, it’s not what you’re thinking. Trust me, people ask my dad. And it’s not like that at all. I study mixed martial arts. I get bruised and bumped all the time and usually it’s nothing, but Dad always makes me come in to get checked.”
It was hard not to believe in the earnest tone. But monsters were everywhere.
The girl gave her a rueful smile, still amazing considering how much pain she had to be in. “This time it wasn’t just a bump.”
“Which is why they’re going to see you as soon as they can, Boom.”
Elisa hadn’t heard the man approach or seen him approach. He was just there, kneeling down in front of the girl, gently tucking an ice pack under her arm while moving it as little as possible. For her part, the girl hissed in pain but otherwise held up with amazing fortitude.
Elisa would’ve been in tears. The arm had to be broken. It didn’t take a doctor to figure that out. No wonder the man had been mad earlier. She dropped her gaze, unable to watch.
“Here.” An ice pack appeared in her view. “Your wrist should be iced, too. Take down the swelling while you wait.”
Speechless, Elisa looked up.
The man’s words had been gruff, awkward. His expression was blank. But his eyes, a softness around his eyes and a…quiet in the way he watched her made her swallow and relax a fraction. Her heartbeat stuttered, but in a fluttery kind of way. A completely different reaction from what she should be experiencing if she were wise.
Learn from your mistakes. You never know who a person really is.
“You should listen to Dad.” The little girl had regained her earnest tone. “He’s usually right. Even when I think he’s crazy, it turns out he’s right and I wish I’d listened to him. Besides, he gets hurt even more than I do. He says ice is his best friend.”
“So is ibuprofen.” Elisa snapped her mouth shut, not even sure why she’d let the comment pop out.
The little girl gave her a brighter smile. “Yeah. He says that, too.”
The dad in question stood, his knees creaking a bit as he rose up and took a step back.
Elisa was grateful for the space even though he probably wanted to be near his daughter. His presence was intense even if his movements were all steady and smooth. No sudden or frenetic motion. Nothing to freak her out.
“Have you ever had self-defense?” The girl was continuing. “Dad says every person should take at least one class or seminar. It’s what got me started in mixed martial arts. I liked it so much I started taking classes.”
“I haven’t, no.” Elisa wasn’t sure if the man minded the conversation, but it did seem to keep her mind off her own wrist, so maybe it was a distraction for the girl, too. If it was, the least she could do was help a girl this nice. “But it sounds like good advice. Will you be worried about mixed martial arts now?”
The girl gave a slight shake of her head, grimacing as she unintentionally shifted her arm. “I want to go back as soon as this is fixed. I’ve got a belt test at the end of the year, and I want to make black belt before I get to middle school.”
“We’ll let the doctor take a look and get some X-rays,” the man interjected, his voice low and maybe amused. “Then we’re going to follow the doctor’s orders to let you heal up correctly.”
“Then I’ll go back to class.” The little girl was not to be deterred.
Elisa couldn’t help but smile. Dauntless. So much conviction in such a young package.
“Rojas?” A new nurse was standing in the double doors leading from the waiting room back into the emergency room area.
Her father straightened. “Here.”
The nurse nodded and motioned for a young man in scrubs pushing a wheelchair.
In moments the girl was eased into the wheelchair, big round plushy support and all. She gave Elisa a wave as she was wheeled away to see the doctor.
Elisa waved back.
Wow. Just wow. Elisa took a deep breath. There was one heck of a personality. Someday that little girl was going to grow into a powerful, confident woman.
Someone cleared his throat near her.
She jumped.
For the second time in the space of a few minutes, the man had snuck right up on her. This time he was holding out a cup of coffee and a card. “Revolution Mixed Martial Arts. It’s local, if you’re staying in the area. There’s a women’s self-defense workshop coming up in the next couple of weeks. Boom made me promise to come give this to you.”
Words stuck in her throat as she stared at the proffered card. It took a minute for her to pull her wits together long enough to take it from him, and the coffee, too. His hand remained steady until she had both in her own. As she gingerly took the offerings, he didn’t extend his fingers to touch her the way some men did.
Warm brown eyes, the color of dark chocolate, studied her. “The workshop takes it slow and easy. It’s assumed everyone is a beginner. If you mention my name, you’ll get a discount. Rojas.”
She blinked. “Oh, but that’s not nec—”
“You distracted Boom for a while and I appreciate the help.” His words had gone back to gruff, his speech concise in cadence. “And she’s right, you’d benefit from the workshop.”
He turned on his heel and headed back to the ER.
Okay then. Elisa studied the card for a minute. She was too new to the area to recognize the address, but if she could get a hotel room with Wi-Fi, she could map it pretty easily.
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bsp; Exhaustion rolled over her in a wave. If she decided to get a hotel room tonight. Everything she owned was stuffed into her car, not that there was much. She could find an out-of-the-way rest stop and catch a little sleep before trying to find a job tomorrow morning. Nothing like her last job, but hopefully something full time with some sort of benefits. Even fast-food restaurants had full-time positions, if it came down to it. But she’d try bookstores or maybe a nearby mall first. Anything to get an income going while she looked for a more stable position.
She took a sip of coffee. She’d think more on it. Later. After she had her wrist examined. One step at a time.
As she worked through her jumbled thoughts, realization washed over her in a wave of caffeine. She’d completely misjudged him at first, and he’d done one nice thing after another and she hadn’t thanked him. Not once.
Elisa looked around the waiting room. A few people had entered but the room seemed emptier somehow, without the girl and her dad. Boom, he’d called her. Had to be her nickname. And, somehow, Elisa could picture the girl kicking butt in a martial arts class. Boom was probably appropriate. Imagining what her father could do was something Elisa shied away from, but the thought was tantalizing more than frightening.
Elisa shifted her position in her seat, her hamstrings and backside aching from hours of driving. Her foot hit something and she looked down to see a stray glove on the floor almost under the chair. She bent to pick it up and found a tag on the inside wrist of the glove.
Boom
Hope’s Crossing Kennels.
Oh, no. Elisa rose and wondered if she could ask the nurse to return the glove to Boom and her father. After all, they’d be there a while.
But as she approached the desk, the nurse took the clipboard from her without looking at her. “Thank you, dear. They’ll be calling you any minute now to take you back. Have a seat.”
Before Elisa could say anything about the glove, the nurse had turned her attention to another person who’d just entered. And there were two more coming through the doors. The night was getting busier.
Elisa returned to her seat. Hopefully, she’d either catch sight of Boom in the ER area or ask a nurse to find the girl and her father to return the glove.
She really wanted to manage to thank him if she saw him again.
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Contents
Cover
Title Page
Welcome
Dedication
Acknowledgments
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
About the Author
A Preview of ULTIMATE COURAGE
Fall in Love with Forever Romance
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Copyright
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