Nina Rose helped Henry put his shirt back on.
"Now that was not so bad, was it?"
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"Well," Harry smiled, as he did up the buttons on his dress shirt, "'avin' such a pretty nurse as youse 'elp me, makes a big dif'frence."
Nina put her hands on her hips and stared at Henry.
"Mr. Tucker, are you flirting with me."
"Does it bes workin'."
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Nina bent down and kissed the top of Henry's head.
"If I wasn't married."
Nick Rose walked into the examination room.
"Mr. Tucker. Are you flirting with my wife again? I told you that was bad for your heart."
Henry let out a long sigh.
"Wud bes a great ways to go, Ise tinks."
He stood up and tucked his shirt in.
"So, what's da verdict, Doc? Is Ise gonna live?"
Nick nodded.
"You seem to be getting better, Henry. Not as quickly as I would like, but it is a steady improvement."
He looked at Nina.
"Why don't you and Henry have a tea, while I talk to Harriette."
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Tuckamore Bay
General FictionMatty Dove had 18 months to try and find a buyer for her late grandmother's lighthouse. A buyer who, she hoped, would not only buy the lighthouse, but love the village so much that they would invest time and money into saving the community. In 18 mo...
