rel="nofollow" href="#u98ec3625-d2ac-52c4-92a6-b210bae69453">Chapter Fifteen
Carol Marinelli
‘A heartwarming story about taking a chance and not
letting the past destroy the future. It is strengthened by
two engaging lead characters and a satisfying ending.’
—4 stars RT Book Reviews on THE LAST KOLOVSKY PLAYBOY
‘Carol Marinelli writes with sensitivity,
compassion and understanding, and
RESCUING PREGNANT CINDERELLA is not just a
powerful romance but an uplifting and inspirational tale
about starting over, new beginnings and moving on.’
—CataRomance on ST PIRAN’S: RESCUING PREGNANT CINDERELLA
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PUTTING ALICE BACK TOGETHER available from MIRA® Books
CAROL MARINELLI recently filled in a form asking for her job title. Thrilled to be able to put down her answer, she put ‘writer’. Then it asked what Carol did for relaxation and she put down the truth—‘writing’. The third question asked for her hobbies. Well, not wanting to look obsessed, she crossed her fingers and answered ‘swimming’—but given that the chlorine in the pool does terrible things to her highlights, I’m sure you can guess the real answer!
THE PATIENTS LIKED her, though.
Emergency Consultant Ethan Lewis glanced up as an elderly lady in a wheelchair, with a younger woman pushing her, approached the nurses’ station and asked if Penny Masters was working today. The lady in the wheelchair still had her wristband on and was holding a bag of discharge medications and a tin of chocolates.
‘I think she’s on her lunch break,’ answered Lisa, the nurse unit manager. ‘I’ll just buzz around and find out.’
‘No, don’t disturb her. Mum just wanted to give her these to say thank you—she really was marvellous that day when Mum was brought in.’
‘It’s no problem,’ Lisa said, picking up a phone. ‘I think she’s in her office.’
Yes, Ethan thought to himself. Unlike everybody else, who took their lunch in the staffroom, Penny would be holed away in her office, catching up with work. He’d been trying to have a word with her all day—a casual word, to ask a favour—but, as Ethan was starting to discover, there was no such thing as a casual word with Penny.
Ethan had been working in the emergency department of the Peninsula Hospital for more than three months now. It was a busy bayside hospital that serviced some of Melbourne’s outer suburbs. The emergency department was, for the most part, a friendly one, which suited Ethan’s laid-back ways.
For the most part.
He watched as Penny walked over. Immaculate as ever, petite and slender, her very straight blonde hair was tied back neatly and she was wearing a three-quarter-sleeve navy wraparound dress and smart low heeled
