The Doxy's Daybook: A Friday In Two Acts - Plot & Excerpts
Suit jacket gone, tie undone; the tails of his dress shirt hang over his belt. The glass of white sits on the wet bar, replaced by a tumbler of bourbon dangling from his long fingers. The white’s for me, and I probably shouldn’t indulge a second serving. I drop my purse onto a table, walk deeper into the room. “How long’s it been, Roz? Six, seven weeks?” “Nearly.” I pull the clip from my hair, finger-comb my mane of dark tresses. “How was Germany?” He takes a swallow of his drink, waves his free hand in dismissal. “Lovely, as always. It would be better if I weren’t always stuck inside.” “And the project?” I move back to the bar, deciding I will have that wine after all. He shrugs. “Going, I suppose…” He’s distant. Things must not be going well at all. Dr. Aiden Fitch is a world-renowned neurosurgeon. He’s hopelessly married to his work, and the love is unrequited. The last we met, he and a group of colleagues were working on some promising results they’d had with spinal nerve regeneration. The progress, though slow, was progress.
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