A War of the Heart — Chapter 8
The final chapter is here. A story of love and determination. Read on or start back on chapter 1 here.
The next morning brought lots of sunshine and activity as the new shift came into the hospital to relief those who had spent the entire night taking care of patients. The individuals in the waiting room roused themselves slowly and fought the sleep that wanted to remain behind.
Suzanne glanced up at the wall clock and noted she had managed a little over half an hour of sleep. Mabel still snored in a corner. Only Regina was left as everyone else had gone home. She was sitting up from where she had laid down across a row of chairs. Her normally well-styled hair was standing up on end.
Regina looked over at Suzanne’s giggle. She raised one eyebrow which brought more giggles as her mascara had given her a raccoon look.
“Sorry,” Suzanne gasped. “But right now you might actually wish for cornrows.”
Regina’s eyes moved up to Suzanne’s cornrows. As the understanding hit her, she smiled and laughed. “Maybe. Do I dare look in the mirror?”
Suzanne nodded. “You should before they call for help.” Another round of laughter caught her.
“Wonder how Jean would react if I had cornrows.”
