Come Down In Time (A Time Travel Romance) by Jennifer Ransom Page B

even using the
word. She closed her eyes and didn’t wake up until the next morning
when the sun shone through the blinds.
    She used the restroom and
splashed water on her face. When she emerged from the bathroom,
Granny was sitting up. She went straight to the restroom after Jamie
walked out. Grandpa was starting to stir.
    “ Hey, Grandpa,” she said.
“How are you feeling today?”
    “ Hey, Jamie girl,” he said
smiling. “It’s good to be alive.”
    Tommy walked in carrying a bag of
sausage biscuits and three Styrofoam cups of coffee. Luckily, an
attendant followed him in the door with Grandpa’s breakfast tray.
He took the top off the plate and stared at it. He sighed.
    “ Guess I’ll have to get used
to eating oatmeal,” he said. “But y’all enjoy your biscuits.
They sure do smell good.”
    As she had with her father when
he had his heart attack, Jamie reassured Grandpa that he would get to
eat good food again, with some minor changes.
    “ I’m not complaining,” he
said. “Because I’m alive and looking at your pretty face.”
    As they were finishing their
biscuits, a middle-aged man strode through the door. He had an air of
authority, so Jamie knew he was the doctor.
    “ I’m Dr. Stallings,” he
said shaking Grandpa’s hand, then Granny’s, Tommy’s, and
Jamie’s. He looked over Grandpa’s chart, looked at the cardiac
monitor, and checked his heart with his stethoscope. With a pang,
Jamie remembered her own stethoscope that was so much a part of her
everyday life—every doctor’s everyday life. Her stethoscope was
somewhere in the year 2013. She missed it.
    “ Mr. Lewis, you’re in
remarkable shape for someone who suffered a heart attack,” Dr.
Stallings said.
    “ That’s the girl who saved my
life,” he said, pointing at Jamie. Dr. Stallings looked at Jamie.
    “ I heard about that,” he
said. “You’re to be commended, Mrs. Grisham.” It felt weird for
someone to call her that, even if it was her name. “I heard you
pumped his heart like a pro.”
    Jamie blushed. She had only done
what came naturally to her as a doctor, but everyone else thought she
was a saint, because to them, she wasn’t a doctor. “I saw it on
TV,” she said.
    When Dr. Stallings left, Jamie
followed him out the door. “Dr. Stallings,” she called to his
retreating figure. He turned and she walked up to him. “Can you
tell me what the percentage of damage is to his heart, if any?” she
asked.
    “ I think you’re too young to
be a nurse or a doctor, but you seem to know things anyway,” he
said.
    “ I want to be a doctor,” she
said. “I’ve done a lot of reading.”
    “ Mr. Lewis suffered very little
damage to his heart, even though he had an arrest. That’s due to
you, Mrs. Grisham. Few victims have someone knowledgeable who can
step in as soon as the arrest happens.”
    “ I’m glad he was in the
kitchen instead of out in the fields,” she said. “Are you
recommending the usual protocol with meds and diet?” she asked.
    Dr. Stallings looked at her hard
then. “Are you sure you’re not a doctor?” he said. Then he
laughed.
    “ Yes, Dr. Grisham,” he joked.
“The usual protocol. I’m guessing I don’t need to explain to
you what the usual protocol is because I’ve got a feeling you
already know.”
    She smiled at the doctor. “Yes,”
she said. “I do.”
    “ I hope we see you working at
our hospital one day,” he said. “Have a nice day, Dr. Grisham.”

Chapter
Nine

    Grandpa returned home after three
days in the hospital with a new lease on life. He turned over the
major running of the farm to Tommy. “Make it organic, son,” he
said. “It’s all but yours now.” But Grandpa didn’t give up
working completely. He still rode the tractor occasionally, he
checked the fields every single morning, and Tommy was sure to
consult his grandfather about things he needed to and things he
didn’t need to.
    “ I want Grandpa to know it’s
still his farm and that I still need