What Hurts Us (FALLS CREEK #1) by Maggie Gates EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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The population of Falls Creek, North Carolina, is a collective menace
to society. I snorted a laugh and reread the sentence. Hell of an
opening line for an orientation packet. This town was barely a blip on
the map. Cows outnumbered residents three-to-one, and most of those
citizens were north of sixty-five years old.
How much of a menace could they really be?
Oh well. No turning back now.
Day one had arrived. New job. New town. New everything. After years
of working my ass off in level-one trauma centers and emergency
departments, I’d finally gotten my CFRN specialization and landed a job as
a flight nurse.
No more twelve-hour shifts plagued by sniffling noses, weird rashes,
and foreign objects shoved up rectums. No, you did not ‘fall’ on that bulksize shampoo bottle in the shower, Jim Bob.
I would be pulling twenty-four hours at a time at the base, but the calls
would feed the part of me that craved the rush of a life-or-death case. With
nothing keeping me there, I had packed up and left my nursing job on the
coast. I had dumped my minimal belongings in my shoebox of an
apartment, then took a much-deserved vacation. After a few days of
umbrella drinks and R&R, I crisscrossed the country for a week of AirCare
orientation and flight training in Colorado, followed by cadaver labs in
Florida.
Finally back in Falls Creek, I was ready to seize the hell out of my first
day.
“This is your bunk. Make sure you put all your bedding back in your
storage bin when you get off shift. Rah-Rah crashes in this one when she’s
working.” AB opened the wafer-thin door and flipped on the light. “That’s
her stuff over in the corner. If y’all work the same shift, just rock-paperscissors for who has to move their shit into a new bunk.”
The crew quarters at the Falls Creek AirCare base were functional but
bare bones. I grabbed one side of my oversized Rubbermaid bin while AB
grabbed the other. Together, we hefted the tote onto the bare twin bed. The
metal frame creaked and groaned under the weight. There was a nondescript
particle board cubby unit for my helmet and boots. At the top of it was an
attached metal bar to hang my flight suit.
AB—short for Annabelle—blew her straight-cut blonde bangs off her
forehead and popped her hands onto her hips. Her navy blue AirCare flight
suit was halfway on, the arms tied in a knot around her waist. Sweat stained
her cotton tank top.
North Carolina humidity had a way of humbling even the most seasoned
of locals. I was already missing the cool ocean breezes that helped tame
summer swamp ass. But my time in Beaufort was in the past. No sense in
looking back.
“You’ve got that deer-in-headlights look on your face,” she said,
snapping her gum with a loud pop. “Don’t worry. We’ll scuff up the shine
on your boots in no time.”
AB was the base lead. Although we all had years in emergency nursing
under our belts—topped off with boring HR drivel about company culture
—there was nothing like real-life experience to get you acquainted with a
new unit.
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