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Authors: Melanie Shawn
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“How is he?” She leaned closer, her voice dripping with desperation and her eyes a tad on the manic side. “How does he look?”
Jamie actually felt a little sorry for the girl. But she had a job to do. “Like I said, Vickey and Thelma can answer any and all of your questions.”
Uh-oh. It didn’t look like bubbly Heather was quite so bubbly anymore.
She glared at Jamie, “Seriously.”
Jamie repeated, “Yes, they would be more than happy to answer…”
“You know what? This is a small town, and you’re new here,” Heather’s voice took on a menacing tone as her eyes narrowed. She straightened, putting her in a position her to stare down at Jamie, “but I promise you I am not an enemy you want to make.”
“You know, I had heard that small-town folks are always so helpful.” Jamie stood as she smiled brightly, “And now I see it’s true. Thanks so much for the heads up.”
Heather looked like she was about to breathe fire from her nostrils. She waited several moments before dramatically turning and stomping down the hall.
Jamie sat back in the chair with a flop. She heard a slow clap begin behind her, the kind of applause that people get after a spontaneous display of public moxie. Well, in the movies, anyway. Jamie had never been on the receiving end of a slow clap in real life. She turned in her chair to see who was bestowing the honor.
“Well played.” Chelle stood several feet away, smiling in approval. “I knew I liked you.”
Jamie was happy to see a somewhat familiar face.
“Oh, that was a piece of cake compared to some of the interactions I’ve had at The Grill. Alex is really popular.” Jamie had been on the receiving end of over a dozen or so pleas, some turning pathetically into bitter tears, some degenerating into angry shouts, all from (so-called) ladies that wanted “just five minutes with him to make sure that he was okay.” Jamie didn’t even want to think about what that would entail.
“I know, Katie and I have been fielding phone calls, getting accosted at the supermarket...I even had one girl basically try to bribe me by saying that she would babysit every Friday night for a year - for free - if she could get into see him.” Chelle shook her head as she rubbed her belly. “Yeah right, like I would leave baby Mya with the mayor of crazy-town.”
“When are you due?” For some reason Jamie really wanted to direct the conversation away from Alex’s many, many admirers.
“Four more weeks. I’m so ready. I can’t even tie my own shoes anymore. Poor Riley has to do it for me.”
“From the way he looked at you the other night, I don’t think he minds.”
Chelle nodded as she smiled bigger than Jamie had ever seen anyone smile before. It actually caused Jamie herself to feel happier just seeing it. “I’m a lucky girl. He takes good care of me. Speaking of taking care of, have you been in to see Alex today?”
Chelle’s attempt at nonchalance was so not working. Jamie knew what she was after. She wanted the dirt.
Jamie smiled as she shook her head, “Nice segue.”
“Hey, I’m eight months pregnant and just finished a twelve hour shift, it was the best I could come up with on the spot,” Chelle said light-heartedly.
Jamie liked her, a lot, and she could actually use a sounding board. But unfortunately, Chelle was Alex’s sister-in-law and she worked at the hospital. Her instincts told her she could trust Chelle. But the risk was much too high to go off of those instincts alone.
“Yes, I did. Jason and Katie are in with him now.” She stayed within the ‘safe-zone’ of information.
“Alright, confession time,” Chelle said sitting in the seat beside Jamie, “I already knew that. Katie texted me as soon as you left the room and told me to come up and try and get the scoop while they were in there keeping him company.”
Jamie had to laugh at that. “Are you serious?”
“Afraid so. Look, Heather - bitchy as
“How is he?” She leaned closer, her voice dripping with desperation and her eyes a tad on the manic side. “How does he look?”
Jamie actually felt a little sorry for the girl. But she had a job to do. “Like I said, Vickey and Thelma can answer any and all of your questions.”
Uh-oh. It didn’t look like bubbly Heather was quite so bubbly anymore.
She glared at Jamie, “Seriously.”
Jamie repeated, “Yes, they would be more than happy to answer…”
“You know what? This is a small town, and you’re new here,” Heather’s voice took on a menacing tone as her eyes narrowed. She straightened, putting her in a position her to stare down at Jamie, “but I promise you I am not an enemy you want to make.”
“You know, I had heard that small-town folks are always so helpful.” Jamie stood as she smiled brightly, “And now I see it’s true. Thanks so much for the heads up.”
Heather looked like she was about to breathe fire from her nostrils. She waited several moments before dramatically turning and stomping down the hall.
Jamie sat back in the chair with a flop. She heard a slow clap begin behind her, the kind of applause that people get after a spontaneous display of public moxie. Well, in the movies, anyway. Jamie had never been on the receiving end of a slow clap in real life. She turned in her chair to see who was bestowing the honor.
“Well played.” Chelle stood several feet away, smiling in approval. “I knew I liked you.”
Jamie was happy to see a somewhat familiar face.
“Oh, that was a piece of cake compared to some of the interactions I’ve had at The Grill. Alex is really popular.” Jamie had been on the receiving end of over a dozen or so pleas, some turning pathetically into bitter tears, some degenerating into angry shouts, all from (so-called) ladies that wanted “just five minutes with him to make sure that he was okay.” Jamie didn’t even want to think about what that would entail.
“I know, Katie and I have been fielding phone calls, getting accosted at the supermarket...I even had one girl basically try to bribe me by saying that she would babysit every Friday night for a year - for free - if she could get into see him.” Chelle shook her head as she rubbed her belly. “Yeah right, like I would leave baby Mya with the mayor of crazy-town.”
“When are you due?” For some reason Jamie really wanted to direct the conversation away from Alex’s many, many admirers.
“Four more weeks. I’m so ready. I can’t even tie my own shoes anymore. Poor Riley has to do it for me.”
“From the way he looked at you the other night, I don’t think he minds.”
Chelle nodded as she smiled bigger than Jamie had ever seen anyone smile before. It actually caused Jamie herself to feel happier just seeing it. “I’m a lucky girl. He takes good care of me. Speaking of taking care of, have you been in to see Alex today?”
Chelle’s attempt at nonchalance was so not working. Jamie knew what she was after. She wanted the dirt.
Jamie smiled as she shook her head, “Nice segue.”
“Hey, I’m eight months pregnant and just finished a twelve hour shift, it was the best I could come up with on the spot,” Chelle said light-heartedly.
Jamie liked her, a lot, and she could actually use a sounding board. But unfortunately, Chelle was Alex’s sister-in-law and she worked at the hospital. Her instincts told her she could trust Chelle. But the risk was much too high to go off of those instincts alone.
“Yes, I did. Jason and Katie are in with him now.” She stayed within the ‘safe-zone’ of information.
“Alright, confession time,” Chelle said sitting in the seat beside Jamie, “I already knew that. Katie texted me as soon as you left the room and told me to come up and try and get the scoop while they were in there keeping him company.”
Jamie had to laugh at that. “Are you serious?”
“Afraid so. Look, Heather - bitchy as
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