But was David really that man? The man she had seen that night in the waiting room, the one who had broken down when the organ transplant case manager had told him that they might have a heart for his son, the one that she had wondered about for the last three years, the one who may have been given back his son because of the gift of her own son’s heart?
It had to be more than just a coincidence that this man’s son had been given a heart in this hospital around the same time of her son’s accident. Around the same time that she had chosen to donate her own son’s organs. A decision she’d made because of that man in the waiting room.
It had been David’s eyes that had first sparked her memories of him, but now she could see that there was more. While he certainly looked much younger than the defeated man she had seen back then, the build and dark hair matched what she remembered of that night.
Sarah forced herself to stand there while the rest of the staff excitedly asked him questions concerning his son and his recovery. While the staff knew that she had lost her husband and son due to a car accident, Houston General was a big facility. She had been working on the adult surgical floor at the time of the accident and since her transfer to the pediatric cardiology service she had never discussed the donation of her own little boy’s organs with the staff here. It was too personal and still too painful.
And what did she do now? What was she supposed to say to a man who had helped make the hardest decision in her life? How was she supposed to work next to David and never mention that time in her life when just looking at him brought back such difficult memories for her?
There had been days she had wished she had died in the car crash along with Kolton and Cody, but then she would think of that young father who’d been so desperate for a heart for his son.
Later, when she realized she wanted to do more to help families like that young man’s, it had taken only one trip through the pediatric cardiac unit for her to know this was where she was needed, where she could help the critical children that waited for a new life with their families. She’d finished her nurse practitioner program and found a place in Dr. Benton’s practice. And now the man who had influenced her life so much was here on her unit.
And what about his son, Davey? She’d always imagined that it had been her son who had saved the son of the man in the waiting room. Knowing that David’s son had received a heart transplant back then made the possibility feel only more real. Now she had been given an opportunity to find out if she had been right all along.
As the rest of the staff started to disburse back to their patients, she pulled herself into the present only to find that some of the younger nurses were giving the new doctor more than just a friendly smile. Not that she could blame them for their interest. Dr. David Wright was a very good-looking man with his dark brown hair curling around his face, those striking eyes, and a smile full of laughter as he talked to Mel.
But there was more to the man than his looks. She had immediately recognized that when she had first seen him. He had a strong, competent look to him that had quickly put the patients and their families at ease. And she remembered the way he had dealt with the news that there might be a last hope for his son. The anguish in his face had matched hers as she’d mourned the loss of hope for her own. He’d openly shed tears at the news that his son might be getting a new heart and still the man hadn’t appeared weak.
Mentally shaking herself, she forced herself to put the old memories behind her again. It was not going to be easy to keep those memories away with David here, but she had to remember that it was the here and now that was important. Her past life was over, and she had patients that relied on her now. These were the children she was responsible for now. Later, when she could be alone, she’d take the time to deal with all of this and what it could mean for her.
She watched as Dr. Benton walked down the hall toward them and then as he and David walked away together. She had so many questions that she was desperate to find a way to ask, to tell him to wait so that she could ask the one question that was circling around and around in her head. It was a question that at some point she would have to ask, but it would have to wait.
Is the heart of my little boy, my Cody, beating in your son’s chest?
Copyright © 2020 by Denise Chavers
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Best Friend to Doctor Right
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