Sydney Harbour Hospital: Bella's Wishlist. Emily Forbes

caught up to Sam and Bella as they waited for the lift. The next half-hour was frantic as Sam ordered a battery of tests and examined Bella. Lexi had driven to the hospital and she joined Evie on the cardiothoracic ward to wait. Together they tried to stay out of Sam’s way. Evie had to remind herself she was Bella’s sister now, not her doctor.

      Sam appeared from Bella’s room and motioned for them to join him. ‘I’m admitting Bella. She has a temp of thirty-nine point five, which I suspect is the result of another chest infection, and she’s lost three kilograms since her last admission. She was supposed to be putting on weight but her BMI is down to seventeen.’

      Evie knew Bella was thin. Too thin. Her body mass index should be at least nineteen—although this would still only put her at the bottom end of normal. Evie knew it was difficult for Bella to put on weight, all cystic fibrosis sufferers had the same problem, but Bella should weigh five or six kilograms more than she currently did. Being underweight made it more difficult to fight infection and increased her chances of ending up back in hospital. Which was exactly what had happened.

      ‘Is your father coming in?’ Sam asked.

      Evie shrugged. Sam’s guess was as good as anyone’s. ‘I’ve just tried to get in touch with him again. I’ve left two messages but I don’t know where he is.’

      She kept one eye on Bella, wondering how she would react to the news that her father was uncontactable. Bella watched her, her grey eyes huge and pensive, but she didn’t look surprised. Evie supposed the news didn’t surprise any of them. ‘Lexi, do you have any other way of contacting him?’ Lexi worked with their father so it was possible she would know where to find him.

      Lexi shook her head. ‘No, he was going out to dinner but it was private, not business related, so I don’t know any more details.’

      Evie sighed. If Richard was out with one of his female ‘acquaintances’ it was highly unlikely that he’d answer his phone. It was also highly unlikely that he’d even make it home tonight, and if he did Evie wondered whether he’d even notice that Bella, and possibly Lexi, weren’t in their beds.

      ‘Do you think we need to try to find him?’ she asked. Was Sam telling them it was important for Richard to get into the hospital tonight or did they have some time up their sleeves?

      Sam was shaking his head and Evie breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn’t think it was that urgent. ‘I just want to try to get Bella stabilised tonight,’ he said. ‘I’ll start a course of IV antibiotics and get her rehydrated. We’ll have to see how that goes but this is now her third admission this year. To be honest, things are heading downhill, but she’ll make it through the night. I’m sure your father will turn up eventually.’

      Until then Evie would stay by Bella’s side. Even when Richard decided to join them Evie knew that she and Lexi would be Bella’s main support team. She wished things were different, for Bella’s sake, but their father and Bella had always had a difficult relationship, he’d never coped very well with his second daughter or her illness.

      Evie’s own relationship with her father had been tainted by the departure of their mother. Something Evie held her father partially responsible for. She knew her mother had made her own choices but she felt that he could have been more supportive, offered more assistance, made more of an effort to convince her to stay. If he had, the bulk of the responsibility of raising her younger siblings wouldn’t have fallen to Evie and she would have had a very different childhood.

      But the Lockheart family dynamics weren’t going to change overnight and once again Evie opted to set up a folding bed in Bella’s room. She sent Lexi home with Sam but she wasn’t going to leave Bella alone. She hoped Sam was right, she hoped Bella would make it through the night, but what if he was wrong? Doctors had been wrong before. She knew that better than anybody.

      Bella had been awake since the crack of dawn, woken by the nurse who’d come in to take her six-o’clock obs, although in reality she felt as though she’d been awake most of the night. She always slept badly in hospital. Struggling for every breath ruined a good sleep, not to mention two-hourly obs and the fact she was always cold.

      Evie had been by her side all night and she’d waited until Lexi arrived before disappearing in search of coffee while promising to be back in time for Sam’s early-morning consult.

      Evie and Lexi were the two constants in Bella’s life. The two people she knew she would always be able to rely on. She knew she was lucky to have them and she’d given up waiting for her parents to give her the same support. But it didn’t stop her wishing that things were different. She didn’t like to be so dependent on her sisters but it was the way it had always been. She knew her illness was a strain on everybody but she also knew she wouldn’t cope without the love and support of her siblings. She wondered sometimes how they managed, especially Evie, who traded looking after Bella for looking after all her other patients at the hospital. Bella knew Evie had a shift in Emergency today but she had no idea how her sister would carry out such a demanding job after spending the night in a chair by her bed. She hoped Evie didn’t get any complicated cases.

      ‘I brought something to brighten your day,’ Evie said when she returned, carrying a tray of coffee and hot chocolate for her sisters. Bella felt her eyes widen in surprise; Evie wasn’t talking about the drinks.

      ‘Charlie Maxwell,’ Lexi said in greeting. ‘I’d recognise that bald head anywhere.’

      Charlie Maxwell was in her room! Bella knew she was staring and she could hear the ‘beep beep’ of the heart-rate monitor attached to her chest escalate as her autonomic nervous system responded to his presence. Thank goodness he didn’t seem to notice. He wasn’t looking at her, his attention focussed on Lexi. Bella was used to that. People always noticed Lexi and Evie before they noticed her, and even though she wished, on the odd occasion, that someone would notice her first, today she was pleased to be ignored as it gave her time to try to get her nerves under control.

      ‘Morning, Lexi,’ Charlie said with a grin. ‘And for your information, I’m not bald,’ he protested. ‘I do this on purpose. It stops the women from being jealous of my golden locks.’

      ‘You’d have to be the only bloke I know who voluntarily shaves his head,’ Lexi retorted, before Evie interrupted them.

      ‘Bella, you remember Charlie, don’t you?’ she asked as she handed Bella a hot chocolate.

      Who could forget him? Bella thought. She knew she never would, not in a million years. He looked as fit, healthy and fabulous as always. Charlie had been a professional surfer in a past life and he certainly had the body of an athlete. Muscular, tanned and perfectly proportioned, he was wearing a white shirt and Bella could see the definition of his biceps and pectoral muscles through the thin fabric. She swallowed hard as she tried to get her mouth to work but she was short of breath and her mouth was dry and parched. Unable to form any words, she nodded instead.

      ‘Ciao, Bella,’ Charlie said.

      He always greeted her in the same way and it never failed to make her feel special, even though she didn’t flatter herself that she was the only one on the receiving end of his charm. But therein lay even more of his appeal. He was one of the few people who didn’t treat her any differently because of her medical condition. He was a serial flirt and he gave her the same attention he gave to every woman who crossed his path, and to Bella, who was used to either being shielded or ignored, Charlie’s attention was a rare delight.

      He winked at her and her heart rate jumped again. She felt herself blush and cursed her fair skin.

      ‘How are you feeling?’ he asked.

      ‘I’ve had better days,’ she said, finally managing to get some words out. But it wasn’t the cystic fibrosis making her short of breath, it was Charlie. She was always shy around anyone other than family and even though Charlie behaved like family he was so damn sexy she’d never managed to overcome her self-consciousness around him, especially when other people were within earshot. One on one she was more comfortable but with other ears around she always worried