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In Good Hands. Kathy Lyons
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Автор произведения Kathy Lyons
Жанр Современные любовные романы
Издательство HarperCollins
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Dear Reader,
My husband thinks I’m a flake. Thankfully, he loves me anyway. But he believes my interest in energy healing—psychics, new age philosophy, and anything out on the edge is just plain silly. My man is firmly grounded in science and Christian tradition, and doesn’t want to look beyond that for any of his answers.
It was during one of our debates that I started thinking. What if his blood pressure were out of control? It’s not, thank God, but what if he had to look outside of medical science for his answers? What if he had to turn to an energy healer? She’d have to be grounded in science because he just couldn’t go all the way out to the mystical edge. But if she was a doctor who was fed up with the politics of Western medicine, then he could explore alternative therapy with her.
Could such a couple work things out? Could they find a common ground? Maybe. If the chemistry was right. If they were meant for each other. And so In Good Hands was born. It’s a story where the science is weird, but the result is explosive!
Enjoy the sparks!
Kathy Lyons
In Good Hands
Kathy Lyons
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kathy Lyons writes light, funny, sexy stories for the Harlequin Blaze line. She loves the faster pace of category books and that she can really let her humor fly. She leaves the dark, tortured love stories to her alter ego, Jade Lee. A USA TODAY bestseller, Jade writes sizzling romances in sexy, dark historical settings. In her spare time, Kathy loves kicking butt on a racquetball court and is a state champion. Jade, on the other hand, loves kicking back and watching the Syfy channel with her husband. Visit them both on the web at www.kathylyons.com or www.jadeleeauthor.com!
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Epilogue
1
DR. AMBER SMITHSON leaned across the table, nearly dunking her silk blouse into her salad dressing. “Well?” she whispered to the goth-dressed teen across from her. “What’d he say?”
Lizzy did a quick scan of the room, looking quite dramatic in her dark eye liner and studded dog collar.
“Don’t worry,” said Amber. “I already checked. No one from the hospital is here.” Then she patted the table. “Come on, give. What’d he say?”
Lizzy took a deep breath, and for a moment Amber feared the worst. And then the girl burst into a big smile. “My blood test came back amazing! That’s what he said. Amazing! He doesn’t quite believe it.”
“Of course he doesn’t.” Dr. Bob Brickers was as traditional a doctor as they came. He still thought penicillin was cutting edge. He would never accept that a special tea plus some energy sessions done by Amber could possibly bring type 1 diabetes under control. “So everything looks good?” Amber pressed, a little shocked herself that it was working.
“I’m producing insulin on my own! That’s what he said. Pretty soon I’ll be able to get off the shots completely!”
Amber held up her hands. “One step at a time. The diabetes is under control. That’s huge. But—”
“I know! I know! And I didn’t say a word to Dr. Brickers about what we’re doing. But I know it will work!”
Amber smiled, her own hopes rising. As a doctor at Mandolin Clinic, Amber couldn’t possibly admit she was prescribing holistic treatments to anyone, least of all Dr. Brickers’s patients. After all, the man was Amber’s direct boss. But Lizzy’s mom was a friend and had begged Amber for help when the normal treatments had little effect. So Amber had prescribed a special tea and done energy work on the kid. And it was working!
“Just keep doing what you’re doing—especially the diet and exercise.”
“I know, I know,” Lizzy said with a very dramatic eye roll. “And I won’t tell anyone or you’ll get fired. But it’s working!”
Yes, it certainly looked like it was. The two spent the rest of the lunch hour giggling like little girls, then Amber dropped Lizzy back at school before returning to the hospital.
Some days it was hard keeping her interest in holistic healing secret from the ultra-conservative administration at Mandolin. But days like today made it all worth it. That was the reason she’d become a doctor: to find out what worked and what didn’t, no matter the source. Her colleagues might think she was nuts, but she didn’t care if it was Eastern, Western or alien medicine. If it worked, then she was going to embrace it even if it dealt with something as loosy-goosy as “qi energy.”
If only she could get her colleagues to be so open-minded. Some of them were, but the administration was firmly entrenched in the “Western medicine is God” mode, especially Dr. Brickers and his cronies. And until they left or retired, nothing would change at Mandolin.
She lived for that day, prayed nightly for it. Because frankly, she was running out of patience. She’d picked this hospital because it was expected of her. Six generations of Smithsons had worked here as orderlies, then nurses, and then her grandfather had become