The Doctor's Perfect Match

“Hmm,” Odelia considered. “Perhaps so, though perhaps not just now.”

Magnolia smiled. “I suspect the right time will come.”

“It always does,” Odelia said with a giggle, hurrying toward her private suite and her waiting husband.

Magnolia sighed and shook her head. It had come for Odelia after fifty years, and the result seemed to be one long honeymoon. She prayed that Eva Russell’s time for joy would come before it was too late. Hers and dear Brooks’s.