Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Because of this, they never ran out of vegetables or fruit.

After a little over a month, Dean's leg was finally healed.

Not long after, he was out again making house calls, while Maja stayed home to hold down the fort.

One afternoon, as Dean listened to an old man's lungs, the elderly man grabbed his hand, his smile toothless but bright. "Dean, that girl of yours is something special. When are you two going to make it official? Think this old man could have a drink at your wedding before I'm gone?"

Dean smiled as he listened to the man breathe. "Don't worry, sir, you'll definitely get to toast at my wedding. But you have to take care of yourself, all right?"

The old man looked reassured. Once outside, Dean turned serious with the family. "He's not doing so well. Keep his spirits up, but I think you should take him to the hospital in town soon."

He prescribed some medicine to ease the old man's symptoms and suggested they let him rest for a while.

Dean helped the family find a car to get the old man to the hospital. Since he knew the patient's situation best, he'd be going with them.

his house to grab some cash.

thanks," she

glanced at her, handing over some money. "If you don't feel like cooking, just go next door to Mrs. Taylor's

that, Dean was gone, leaving Maja

in pain. The symptoms were familiar, and although Maja wasn't a doctor, she bravely fetched the medicine, remembering how

couple-one lying on the bed, the other sitting

patient's stomach pain eased. Maja checked on them, then went back to reading Dean's old

no internet-books had ĕ become her only entertainment. She read, tearned about herbs, practiced writing,

mind wandered back to the sweet dream she'd had earlier: she was a kid

her across

of cookies, sharing them with her sister Annie, are you thirsty? Let

out, "Emmery, can

move at first, so she called

figure stirred, grabbed a cup, filled it,

up at her. "Do you