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behind her words. “I’ll call you in a couple of days to make sure you made it home. Oh, and before I forget, our family reunion is next month. I expect to see you there,” she said, and walked out the door.
Talise
I was so emotionally drained that I decided to take three days off from work. With today being Friday, I wouldn’t be seeing that place again until next Thursday. I definitely needed some time away from everything and everybody. The couple of days that I spent in the hospital with Simone had my stress levels way higher than normal. I was relieved that she was being released today because I couldn’t imagine spending another day in that hospital. Thank God for Deon. Without his suggestion to switch to a larger room, I would’ve been spending three nights on that uncomfortable pullout bed.
I pulled into the parking garage of the hospital and took my ticket. As soon as I turned the corner to the second floor, I saw someone pulling out of a parking space right by the elevator.
“Thank you, Lord!” I whispered. He knew that I didn’t feel like driving around looking for a parking spot. I pulled into the space, feeling just as lucky as could be, when I noticed someone waiting at the elevator. I hurried and grabbed my handbag out of the backseat, trying to move quickly to make the elevator, when I realized that I didn’t have my cell phone. Deciding to leave it and get it later, I opened the car door, pushed the lock button from inside, got out of the car, and closed the door too fast to realize that my keys were sitting on the damned passenger seat.
“Lord, have mercy!” I whispered, putting my hands over my face and my elbows on the roof of my silver convertible.
“Are you okay, Ms. Miles?” I heard a familiar voice ask. I turned around to find Dr. Edmonds staring me in the face.
“I locked my keys in the car,” I replied, trying to keep myself from getting too upset.
“Do you know the code to your security system to unlock the doors?” That was a stupid question. If I knew the code to unlock the doors, I wouldn’t be standing here looking like a fool.
“No, I never memorized it.”
“Sorry. Dumb question. How about Triple A?”
“No,” I answered, feeling stupid.
“Don’t worry. I have it.” He sat his briefcase on the ground parallel to his right foot, pulled his wallet out of his back pocket, and began thumbing through it until he found the card.
“No, Dr. Edmonds, you’re just getting off of work. I’m sure you’re tired. I’ll call a tow truck and pay for it. I don’t want you to waste any more of your time on my stupidity.” He looked at me with so much intensity that it sent a shiver up my spine.
“I wouldn’t care if I’d worked 72 hours straight. I’m not leaving here until your keys are in your hands and that beautiful smile I’ve been lucky to see these last few days is back on your face.” I was speechless.
Dr. Edmonds pulled his cell out of his jacket pocket and dialed Triple A.
“What year is your car?”
“2007,” I replied as I sat on the hood of my car.
“Okay, they’ll be here in 30 to 45 minutes. You want to go and sit in my car until they get here? I’m parked right over there and we’ll still be able to see your car from there.” He pointed in the direction of a row of cars.
“Yes, thanks. I really appreciate this, Dr. Edmonds,” I said, sincerely.
“No problem at all. I’m just glad that I was able to help…and you can call me Malachi,” he said, picking up his briefcase.
“Okay, Malachi.” I blushed.
As we started walking toward the row of cars parked under a sign that read “Doctors’ Parking Only,” Malachi pulled his keys out of his pocket and pressed the alarm button. I heard a chirp and the doors of a midnight blue Navigator unlocked. He walked to the passenger side of the SUV and opened the door for me, closing it after I was seated. His SUV was nice, but I couldn’t care less about what a
Talise
I was so emotionally drained that I decided to take three days off from work. With today being Friday, I wouldn’t be seeing that place again until next Thursday. I definitely needed some time away from everything and everybody. The couple of days that I spent in the hospital with Simone had my stress levels way higher than normal. I was relieved that she was being released today because I couldn’t imagine spending another day in that hospital. Thank God for Deon. Without his suggestion to switch to a larger room, I would’ve been spending three nights on that uncomfortable pullout bed.
I pulled into the parking garage of the hospital and took my ticket. As soon as I turned the corner to the second floor, I saw someone pulling out of a parking space right by the elevator.
“Thank you, Lord!” I whispered. He knew that I didn’t feel like driving around looking for a parking spot. I pulled into the space, feeling just as lucky as could be, when I noticed someone waiting at the elevator. I hurried and grabbed my handbag out of the backseat, trying to move quickly to make the elevator, when I realized that I didn’t have my cell phone. Deciding to leave it and get it later, I opened the car door, pushed the lock button from inside, got out of the car, and closed the door too fast to realize that my keys were sitting on the damned passenger seat.
“Lord, have mercy!” I whispered, putting my hands over my face and my elbows on the roof of my silver convertible.
“Are you okay, Ms. Miles?” I heard a familiar voice ask. I turned around to find Dr. Edmonds staring me in the face.
“I locked my keys in the car,” I replied, trying to keep myself from getting too upset.
“Do you know the code to your security system to unlock the doors?” That was a stupid question. If I knew the code to unlock the doors, I wouldn’t be standing here looking like a fool.
“No, I never memorized it.”
“Sorry. Dumb question. How about Triple A?”
“No,” I answered, feeling stupid.
“Don’t worry. I have it.” He sat his briefcase on the ground parallel to his right foot, pulled his wallet out of his back pocket, and began thumbing through it until he found the card.
“No, Dr. Edmonds, you’re just getting off of work. I’m sure you’re tired. I’ll call a tow truck and pay for it. I don’t want you to waste any more of your time on my stupidity.” He looked at me with so much intensity that it sent a shiver up my spine.
“I wouldn’t care if I’d worked 72 hours straight. I’m not leaving here until your keys are in your hands and that beautiful smile I’ve been lucky to see these last few days is back on your face.” I was speechless.
Dr. Edmonds pulled his cell out of his jacket pocket and dialed Triple A.
“What year is your car?”
“2007,” I replied as I sat on the hood of my car.
“Okay, they’ll be here in 30 to 45 minutes. You want to go and sit in my car until they get here? I’m parked right over there and we’ll still be able to see your car from there.” He pointed in the direction of a row of cars.
“Yes, thanks. I really appreciate this, Dr. Edmonds,” I said, sincerely.
“No problem at all. I’m just glad that I was able to help…and you can call me Malachi,” he said, picking up his briefcase.
“Okay, Malachi.” I blushed.
As we started walking toward the row of cars parked under a sign that read “Doctors’ Parking Only,” Malachi pulled his keys out of his pocket and pressed the alarm button. I heard a chirp and the doors of a midnight blue Navigator unlocked. He walked to the passenger side of the SUV and opened the door for me, closing it after I was seated. His SUV was nice, but I couldn’t care less about what a
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