Healing The Single Dad's Heart / Just Friends To Just Married?. Scarlet Wilson
Читать онлайн.| Название | Healing The Single Dad's Heart / Just Friends To Just Married? |
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| Автор произведения | Scarlet Wilson |
| Жанр | Короткие любовные романы |
| Серия | Mills & Boon Medical |
| Издательство | Короткие любовные романы |
| Год выпуска | 0 |
| isbn | 9780008901929 |
Healing the Single Dad’s Heart
Scarlet Wilson
He never meant to love again…
…until he goes to Vietnam!
In this The Good Luck Hospital story, widower Scottish GP Joe and his young son are in Vietnam for a fresh start. Volunteering at a humanitarian hospital, Joe is surprised by how quickly he feels at home—which could have something to do with beautiful, intriguing Dr. Lien, his colleague and unofficial tour guide. With her, Joe glimpses a tantalizing future…if he can let go of the past.
To Auntie Margaret who, thirty-six books in,
is still reading and recommending
every one of my books to her friends!
ON PAPER, THE journey had seemed so long. But for Joe it had been a blink-and-you’ve-missed-it kind of day. Go and show your little boy a part of the world where you can make some new memories. That was what his mother had said to him as she’d handed him the plane tickets to Vietnam.
She had been right. He’d known she was right. And that she was finally giving him the push he needed.
After that, everything had passed in a blur. Getting all their vaccinations, finishing up at work, packing, handing over his house keys to a letting agency and making sure all his mail was redirected to his mother’s house.
By the time he’d sat down on the plane he had been well and truly ready for a rest. But his stomach had had other ideas. It had fluttered in a weird kind of way. It had been so long since he’d felt excitement about something he almost hadn’t recognised the sensation.
Regan had loved the journey. Between watching movies, eating snacks, sleeping and asking questions he’d been a great travelling companion. And now, as they came in to land at Hanoi airport Regan stared in wonder at the green landscape. ‘It’s just like home!’ he said with a smile.
Joe couldn’t stop the ache in his heart. This whole trip was about moving on. He got that. Inside he was ready—up until now he just hadn’t quite managed to take the steps. But every now and then Regan did something—it could be a wave of his hand or a look in his eye—that reminded him of Esther. He’d never push away the ache that came from knowing she couldn’t see this—couldn’t share this moment and be proud of their son and the bright, brave little boy he was becoming.
Joe leaned over and stared out of the window too. He’d half expected to see a city landscape but it seemed Hanoi landing strips were just as green as Glasgow’s. Maybe this place would be more familiar than he expected.
The airport was filled with a melee of people. Joe held tightly to Regan’s hand as they navigated through passport control and collected their luggage. A guy dressed in a white shirt and casual trousers was leaning against a pillar, holding a piece of paper with their names hastily scrawled in black on it.
Dr Joe Lennox and son
He juggled pulling the cases while still keeping hold of Regan as he gave the guy a nod. Around him a dozen languages were being spoken. He just prayed this guy spoke a little English.
‘Dr Joe?’ the guy asked.
He nodded again. The guy held out his hand. ‘Rudi. I’m your ride to the May Mắn Hospital.’ He grabbed hold of the two cases and started walking quickly to the exit. ‘From Scotland?’ he said over his shoulder.
Joe nodded again and bent to pick up Regan, lengthening his strides to keep up.
‘I know all the football teams. Which is your favourite?’
Joe laughed. It didn’t matter where he went on the planet, Scotland was known for its football and most conversations started off this way.
It didn’t take them long to hit hectic traffic. It seemed the whole world travelled by scooter or motorbike in Hanoi. Regan was tired and tucked in under Joe’s arm,