The Probability Broach: Affordable care

The Probability Broach: Affordable care

The Probability Broach, chapter 6 Following his brief interlude of mid-surgery awareness, Win wakes up for real: Standing over me was a breathtaking peaches-and-cream blonde, perhaps thirty, hazel eyes—when she smiled, the corners crinkled like she meant it—and an ever so slightly upturned nose. She wore a bright-red coverall with a circled white cross embroidered on the left shoulder. The wall seemed one huge window opening into a honey-colore…