Ginger's Six Sentence Sunday

Time for another six from my current WIP, Hattie's Hero, a western historical time-travel.  The picture is from my western blog logo at Cowboy Kisses.  Isn't he dreamy?

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Set up reminder: Hattie has grown up in an orphanage, answered an ad she found at the mercantile, and has just finished interviewing with the mister of the household and is now meeting the wife.

Mr. Franklin yanked his watch from his pocket again and checked the time. “I’ll leave you two to discuss the matter of caring for the children. I have business to tend involving the sale of the house and furniture.” Stepping closer to his wife, he leaned toward her ear. “She comes from the orphanage with no recommendations. Don’t confuse particulars with pity.”  

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Six Sentence Sunday

Hope Harrison’s throat constricted as she listened to a gravelly voice announce the diagnosis: terminal ovarian cancer. How could that be, she wondered, especially in someone so young? She clutched her chest, removed her headset, and took a break from her medical transcription duties.

Listening to the patient’s diagnosis on tape provided a wakeup call. The poor woman’s medical history detailed the advanced stages of her disease and impending death. Hope’s heart hammered, aware of her need to be more proactive in her own health care; she scolded herself for not seeing her doctor on a regular basis, and wondered how she’d handle the discovery of a horrific ailment.