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Story: Legacy's Call
Shelly blinked and then laughed. “No, not with me.”
Fleur lifted her hands and teased. “Same tent.”
“Stop.” Shelly’s face turned red. “You know nothing can happen. There’s no privacy here.”
“Believe me, I know.” She pulled her braid over her shoulder and started messing with it.
Shelly smiled. “Girl, do you have something to share?”
Fleur couldn’t hide the smile that spread across her face. “He kissed me, and I almost died. He’s …” She fanned herself.
Shelly gasped. “Oh, wow.” Her eyes went to the empty doorway. “I can’t imagine what it would be like to have a moment or two with a gorgeous man. It’s been forever.”
“Years.” Fleur sighed.
“Yep,” Shelly agreed, and they looked at each other.
“We’re complete messes, aren’t we?” Fleur asked.
“Total wrecks.”
“They’ll only be here for two months or so.”
“Then we go back to the States,” Shelly agreed.
“Are you going to take another tour with your NGO?”
Shelly shook her head. “Not right away.”
“Hot showers,” Fleur said dreamily.
“Fast food,” Shelly added.
“A glass of cold wine.”
“Oh, man, air conditioning,” Shelly added and sighed. “I love what I do here, but maybe it’s time to refill the well.”
“I think you may be right.” She’d fulfilled her contract obligations. It was probably time to return to the States and find a job there. She could probably impose on her cousin until she found a job and got an apartment.
“Dr. Shelly?”
A voice at the tent entrance broke them out of their silent reverie. “Come in,” Shelly greeted. “Got to go.”
“I’m outta here.” Fleur jumped down from the exam table. “Have fun tonight.”
“Stop,” Shelly reprimanded her as she met the little girl and one of the shelter workers. Fleur headed to the admin tent and found Rana. She called the woman out to speak with her.
Rana lifted an eyebrow when she saw her. “What are you up to now?”
Fleur laughed. “Nothing diabolical. Tammara was wondering if you could help translate during the group sessions. She gets most of the context but thinks she’s missing things, which bothers her.”
“I can, but who will …” Rana glanced back at the registration table.
“I’ll relieve you or free up someone if I’m busy.” She shrugged. “The word seems to have gotten out that we’re closing. We don’t have the masses of people we used to have.”
Rana nodded. “This is true. I’ll talk to Tammara tonight and find out where she is meeting and when I’m needed.”
“Perfect. Once you get that settled, let me know. I think I still remember how to fill out the registration forms.” She winked at her friend.
Fleur lifted her hands and teased. “Same tent.”
“Stop.” Shelly’s face turned red. “You know nothing can happen. There’s no privacy here.”
“Believe me, I know.” She pulled her braid over her shoulder and started messing with it.
Shelly smiled. “Girl, do you have something to share?”
Fleur couldn’t hide the smile that spread across her face. “He kissed me, and I almost died. He’s …” She fanned herself.
Shelly gasped. “Oh, wow.” Her eyes went to the empty doorway. “I can’t imagine what it would be like to have a moment or two with a gorgeous man. It’s been forever.”
“Years.” Fleur sighed.
“Yep,” Shelly agreed, and they looked at each other.
“We’re complete messes, aren’t we?” Fleur asked.
“Total wrecks.”
“They’ll only be here for two months or so.”
“Then we go back to the States,” Shelly agreed.
“Are you going to take another tour with your NGO?”
Shelly shook her head. “Not right away.”
“Hot showers,” Fleur said dreamily.
“Fast food,” Shelly added.
“A glass of cold wine.”
“Oh, man, air conditioning,” Shelly added and sighed. “I love what I do here, but maybe it’s time to refill the well.”
“I think you may be right.” She’d fulfilled her contract obligations. It was probably time to return to the States and find a job there. She could probably impose on her cousin until she found a job and got an apartment.
“Dr. Shelly?”
A voice at the tent entrance broke them out of their silent reverie. “Come in,” Shelly greeted. “Got to go.”
“I’m outta here.” Fleur jumped down from the exam table. “Have fun tonight.”
“Stop,” Shelly reprimanded her as she met the little girl and one of the shelter workers. Fleur headed to the admin tent and found Rana. She called the woman out to speak with her.
Rana lifted an eyebrow when she saw her. “What are you up to now?”
Fleur laughed. “Nothing diabolical. Tammara was wondering if you could help translate during the group sessions. She gets most of the context but thinks she’s missing things, which bothers her.”
“I can, but who will …” Rana glanced back at the registration table.
“I’ll relieve you or free up someone if I’m busy.” She shrugged. “The word seems to have gotten out that we’re closing. We don’t have the masses of people we used to have.”
Rana nodded. “This is true. I’ll talk to Tammara tonight and find out where she is meeting and when I’m needed.”
“Perfect. Once you get that settled, let me know. I think I still remember how to fill out the registration forms.” She winked at her friend.
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