Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The days passed by without any turbulence.

Twice each day-once in the morning and once at night-Briar and another nurse rotated shifts to take Jameson's medications to him and give him his shots.

Each time, Jameson would have his primary physician conduct routine checks on his medication. Even so, the results were identical each time.

There were no problems with the medications.

Before they realized it, it was the day before Jameson's birthday.

Jameson and Amber, Carl set

hospital room was heavily

a bedside lamp on in his room as

the door and walked in. In a gentle voice, she said, "Mr. Schmidt, it's tfor your medications." "Okay." Jameson seemed to be in a good mood today. There was a faint glee in his

had an earnest smile on her face. However, the look in her eyes was as sharp as

very attractive. If her brother hadn't suffered such brutal treatment, she might have ended up being captivated

smiling today, Mr. Schmidt. Did something good happen?" Briar asked

my birthday tomorrow." "Oh! Really? Happy birthday to you in advance, then!" "Thank you, Ms. Thompson. I appreciate your efforts during this time." "No worries. It's my privilege to be able to care for you, Mr. Schmidt." Briar placed her tray at the side of his bed. She picked up one of the syringes, and asked, "Shall I help you with your shot today? Do you feed Dr. Parris

you waiting, Mr. Schmidt!" "It