Joygirl Training in the Jungle
Mary Adams was 3 things; first and foremost, she was a sister of mercy, second, she was a nurse of some competence, and now, she was a joy-girl in training. Being a nun never seemed so remote to her now. She had lost her rosary. Well, either that, or it had been stolen when she was sleeping the disturbed restless sleep of a prisoner of war. She had gotten accustomed to using the imaginary one in her mind and it seemed to give the same satisfactory result. Her nursing skills were exemplary but...