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How does an alcoholic doctor start over?
A bout with alcoholism has just cost Dr. Kate Anderson her medical practice, her comfortable lifestyle, and her confidence. After a year in recovery she accepts a job for the Public Health Service in rural Immokalee, Florida as the only physician to Seminole Indians, migrant farm workers, and drug addicts.
Haunted by dreams of a long repressed childhood incident, coupled with the raw pain of the loss that sent her spiraling out of control, it would be easy to curl up into the bottom of a vodka bottle and drown. The temptation is always there.
But her patients need her, depend on her. And being a doctor is more than just a job, it is her life’s calling.
As Kate fights her demons, both old and new, she knows failure will cost her everything. Like stepping through seagrass in the Everglades, one misstep will spend her sinking into the ooze.
There won't be a second chance.
Rushing out to the waiting room, she ran into a man with a ponytail. His fierce dark eyes studied her like she was some undisovered species, but he held the gaze for only a second. "Who the hell are you and where is my daughter?" His voice boomed.Kate stared back noting his bronzed skin. "I'm Dr. Anderson ..."Billy Cyrpress hurried out and his mouth hung open. "Tommy Tiger. She couldn't breathe. I had to bring her here."Tommy sternly shook his finger. "You should have found me.""We didn't know where you were, she's my wife after all.""And she's my daugher. Where is she?""I don't know what's go | |  | | The Olive Branch - A Tale of Resistance
Three young women risk their lives to Free France from German occupation in World War II.
The baby kicked, and it felt like a foot would come though her belly. The child's head had dropped, and Andre had told her it was only a matter of weeks now. Weary of being pregnant, but fearful of becoming a mother, she counted the days until the baby would be born.
A few moments later, Denise heard someone at the door. Not expecting anyone, she instructed the boys to hide in the bedroom. "Who's there?"
"Gestapo! Open the door!"
Her hands shook as she undid the lock.
"You're under arrest," an agent said to her.
"What are you talking about?" Denise tried to calm down |
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