Her first three days on Wren hadn’t been a spectacular success. As far as Sister Wren was concerned, she seemed to make a mess of everything. ‘Why are you taking so long?’ she’d demanded that morning, as Millie returned from collecting up the breakfast dishes. ‘You’re here to work, not gossip with the patients.’ But Millie couldn’t help it. The women were so much fun, and terribly keen to stop her for a chat. It seemed rude to hurry by, and Millie did feel for them, being stuck in bed away from their families. It must be so terribly boring, she thought, seeing the same faces day after day. Sister Wren didn’t see it like that, unfortunately. Millie had only been working with her for a few days, but she had already realised that Sister had little time or sympathy for most of her patients. Given their dismal relationship so far, it was very surprising she should be entrusting Millie with an important task now.
