She heard her name ring from the southern belle, a rising alarm drawing her attention back to the kitchen. Not only as Livvy alive and kicking, she seemed cognizant enough to worry about others. Touched at the sentiment, a lopsided smile graced her lips. Brooke being the only one not present in the makeshift OR, Livvy presumed the worst for her. The doctor assured her otherwise and sought to move his patient to more comfortable surroundings.
Brooke eyed the sturdy looking couch nestled in cool blues and forest greens and realized Livvy was incoming. Her attention would be needed here momentarily. “Okay, so—I gotta go.” She’d given a rundown of the night’s events, enough for a preliminary report, at least. “Yeah, I’ll call back if there’s anything else. Thanks.” She ended the call and pocketed her phone, awaiting company.
Brooke eyed the sturdy looking couch nestled in cool blues and forest greens and realized Livvy was incoming. Her attention would be needed here momentarily. “Okay, so—I gotta go.” She’d given a rundown of the night’s events, enough for a preliminary report, at least. “Yeah, I’ll call back if there’s anything else. Thanks.” She ended the call and pocketed her phone, awaiting company.