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little small talk, but Aunt Mary and Aunt Lizzie never were my favorites. My favorite aunt and uncle were flying in the next morning, according to Aunt Lizzie. Aunt Mary commented that someone would have to go to the boutique before long to take over from the part time helper, Megan. That said, we ran out of topics of conversation and fell quiet. And still we waited. For news, for hope.
I glanced over at the coffee station in the corner. Half drank paper cups, torn sugar packets, and empty creamers littered the table top. The coffee looked dark. I debated trying a cup when Dad came back to the waiting room, smiling. I let out a sigh of relief. He knew how much she meant to me, so he wouldn't smile if Granny was really bad.
He led me back to the ICU. "She's awake. Doing okay this morning. But she's a little weak. She has a blockage, but it wasn’t actually a heart attack. They are probably going to move her to a regular room here soon." He squeezed my shoulder and turned back toward the waiting room. The nurse buzzed me in and I stepped behind curtain three.
Granny looked so frail lying there in that hospital bed. Wires and IVs and monitors attached to her everywhere. Her half-eaten breakfast sat on a wheeled table over the foot of her bed. But when I walked in, she glanced up and her weak smile brought tears to my eyes.
"Honey child, don't you cry over me. I'm gonna be just fine. No little heart issue is gonna get me down."
Even her voice sounded frail.
When my mom argued it wasn't a little issue, Granny glared at her. A bit weak, but a glare, nonetheless. There's my granny. Seeing that she hadn't lost her spunk made me smile.
I took her hand in mine and sat down on the edge of her bed. I wanted to curl up beside her and never leave. No, I wanted her to be at home. To sit at her worn kitchen table, have a big cup of her famous hot chocolate, and have her tell me what to do about Jake and Austin.
But I couldn't burden her with my guy problems while she lay in a hospital bed. I wasn't that selfish. Even if I wanted to be.
"Susie, why don't you go make sure your sisters have eaten something this morning. I wanna have a little talk with Laney."
Mom tried to argue, but Granny's still the commander in chief of this family. Her word was law, and Mom soon scurried out of the ICU to do as ordered. Funny how the whole family was afraid of a sixty-nine year old woman, not even five feet tall.
"Now, as for you, young lady. What's this your mama's been telling me? About you running around with that sorry ass Austin's brother?"
Sorry ass?
"Granny, now's not the time for me. We will talk about that later. How are you doing?"
"Aww hell, I'll be okay. Just gotta get my feet back under me. That's all. You didn't have to miss your classes to come up here and sit with me."
I shook my head at her. Of course I did. She looked tired. Promising to come back in and have a chat about Jake and Austin later, I moved to go.
"Stay with me, will ya, Laney? Don't rest well when I'm alone in these places. Just sit there and keep me company, if you don't mind."
I nodded. Sitting down in the stiff backed chair, I picked up her hand and held it in my own. Granny soon settled into slumber. It didn't look particularly peaceful, but hopefully it was at least restoring. I didn't know what I would do if I lost her.
I must have dozed off. The next thing I knew, my mom stood there shaking me and telling me to go back to the waiting room. My aunts wanted a turn to see Granny.
I went back to the rundown waiting room with my mom. Dad read a Sports Illustrated that was missing half the cover and probably more than a few pages. None of the magazines looked current. I should have brought my bag. It was shaping up to be a long day. A sudden rush of emotion overwhelmed me and I needed to get away.
I mumbled an excuse to my parents and rushed out of the waiting room. The automatic doors took their slow, sweet time and I crowded through the center before
I glanced over at the coffee station in the corner. Half drank paper cups, torn sugar packets, and empty creamers littered the table top. The coffee looked dark. I debated trying a cup when Dad came back to the waiting room, smiling. I let out a sigh of relief. He knew how much she meant to me, so he wouldn't smile if Granny was really bad.
He led me back to the ICU. "She's awake. Doing okay this morning. But she's a little weak. She has a blockage, but it wasn’t actually a heart attack. They are probably going to move her to a regular room here soon." He squeezed my shoulder and turned back toward the waiting room. The nurse buzzed me in and I stepped behind curtain three.
Granny looked so frail lying there in that hospital bed. Wires and IVs and monitors attached to her everywhere. Her half-eaten breakfast sat on a wheeled table over the foot of her bed. But when I walked in, she glanced up and her weak smile brought tears to my eyes.
"Honey child, don't you cry over me. I'm gonna be just fine. No little heart issue is gonna get me down."
Even her voice sounded frail.
When my mom argued it wasn't a little issue, Granny glared at her. A bit weak, but a glare, nonetheless. There's my granny. Seeing that she hadn't lost her spunk made me smile.
I took her hand in mine and sat down on the edge of her bed. I wanted to curl up beside her and never leave. No, I wanted her to be at home. To sit at her worn kitchen table, have a big cup of her famous hot chocolate, and have her tell me what to do about Jake and Austin.
But I couldn't burden her with my guy problems while she lay in a hospital bed. I wasn't that selfish. Even if I wanted to be.
"Susie, why don't you go make sure your sisters have eaten something this morning. I wanna have a little talk with Laney."
Mom tried to argue, but Granny's still the commander in chief of this family. Her word was law, and Mom soon scurried out of the ICU to do as ordered. Funny how the whole family was afraid of a sixty-nine year old woman, not even five feet tall.
"Now, as for you, young lady. What's this your mama's been telling me? About you running around with that sorry ass Austin's brother?"
Sorry ass?
"Granny, now's not the time for me. We will talk about that later. How are you doing?"
"Aww hell, I'll be okay. Just gotta get my feet back under me. That's all. You didn't have to miss your classes to come up here and sit with me."
I shook my head at her. Of course I did. She looked tired. Promising to come back in and have a chat about Jake and Austin later, I moved to go.
"Stay with me, will ya, Laney? Don't rest well when I'm alone in these places. Just sit there and keep me company, if you don't mind."
I nodded. Sitting down in the stiff backed chair, I picked up her hand and held it in my own. Granny soon settled into slumber. It didn't look particularly peaceful, but hopefully it was at least restoring. I didn't know what I would do if I lost her.
I must have dozed off. The next thing I knew, my mom stood there shaking me and telling me to go back to the waiting room. My aunts wanted a turn to see Granny.
I went back to the rundown waiting room with my mom. Dad read a Sports Illustrated that was missing half the cover and probably more than a few pages. None of the magazines looked current. I should have brought my bag. It was shaping up to be a long day. A sudden rush of emotion overwhelmed me and I needed to get away.
I mumbled an excuse to my parents and rushed out of the waiting room. The automatic doors took their slow, sweet time and I crowded through the center before
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