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the hospital.”
Cindy nodded gloomily. “That’s my brother. Kyle Preston.”
“That travel guy?”
“Yes. Let me guess, you’re a fan?” Cindy asked. She drank some more tea, enjoying the warmth of it as it went down her throat.
“To be honest, I’ve only caught one or two shows, but I’m pretty sure my kid sister wants to bear his children.”
Cindy spewed tea on the table. “Oh my gosh! I am so sorry,” she said, hurriedly grabbing some of his napkins to mop it up.
“My fault. I think I made an inappropriate joke.”
“No, it’s just, I’ve never heard it put that way before,” Cindy said, still embarrassed as she finished mopping up the liquid.
“Well then you don’t know my sister. I believe that was one of her Facebook posts last month. She’ll be devastated to hear that he has a fiancée.”
She’ll be even more devastated if he dies.
Cindy shook her head. She shouldn’t think like that.
Her phone rattled to life on the table and she jumped. “Hello?” she asked breathlessly as she snatched it up.
It was her dad. He sounded tired. “He’s out of surgery. We still don’t know much of anything.”
“Okay, where are you?”
“In the lobby at the moment. I booked us a room at the hotel across the street. I think we’re going to head over in a few minutes. We’re both exhausted. The nurses have reassured me they’ll call if there’s any change. You want to come with us?”
“Yes, I’ll be there in a minute,” Cindy said.
She ended the call. “He’s out of surgery, and it sounds like my folks and I are all going to go get some sleep,” she explained.
“Good, you need it,” Martin said.
“I have to go, I’m sorry.”
“No, go. You’ve got my card. If you need anything, just give me a call.”
“Thanks,” she said.
She scooped up her trash and tossed it on her way out of the room. She hurried upstairs and found her parents waiting for her. They headed outside, and she was surprised at just how bright it was for being nighttime. The sky was lit up by all the artificial lights of the city.
They went down to the corner and crossed the street. Her father was right, the hotel entrance was literally right there. They walked inside, encountering slot machines right next to the door. A few minutes later they were staggering into their room. It was cramped, but it had two queen beds. Cindy sat down wearily on the one by the window. She hadn’t had to share a hotel room with her parents since she was in high school. Apparently, though, it was the only one available. It seemed there was a medical conference going on. She wondered if that’s why Martin was here at this particular time.
Her parents had brought a suitcase that had stuff thrown haphazardly in it. She didn’t have anything with her.
In her pocket she felt her phone vibrate and she pulled it out. Jeremiah had texted her.
How’s it going?
She had promised she would call him. There was no way she was doing that in front of her parents, though. She forced herself to her feet. “I need to go down to the gift shop and grab some sundries,” she said.
“You need money?” her dad asked as he stood, gazing at a mismatched pair of pajamas.
“No, I’m good.”
Her mom was just sitting on the edge of the bed, staring into space.
Cindy made it out of the room and headed downstairs. She had seen a store in the lobby when they’d checked in. Hopefully she could get some necessities there. What she most wanted was a toothbrush and a pair of pajamas.
Fortunately, she found both. The pajamas had a playing card motif on them but looked comfortable. She went ahead and bought herself a deck of cards, too. She didn’t have a deck in her purse currently and she needed something to fidget with.
Once she had purchased the items she walked out of the store. A minute later she found a chair by a hotel courtesy phone in a small alcove that was a little less noisy than the rest of the area. She sat down and pulled
Cindy nodded gloomily. “That’s my brother. Kyle Preston.”
“That travel guy?”
“Yes. Let me guess, you’re a fan?” Cindy asked. She drank some more tea, enjoying the warmth of it as it went down her throat.
“To be honest, I’ve only caught one or two shows, but I’m pretty sure my kid sister wants to bear his children.”
Cindy spewed tea on the table. “Oh my gosh! I am so sorry,” she said, hurriedly grabbing some of his napkins to mop it up.
“My fault. I think I made an inappropriate joke.”
“No, it’s just, I’ve never heard it put that way before,” Cindy said, still embarrassed as she finished mopping up the liquid.
“Well then you don’t know my sister. I believe that was one of her Facebook posts last month. She’ll be devastated to hear that he has a fiancée.”
She’ll be even more devastated if he dies.
Cindy shook her head. She shouldn’t think like that.
Her phone rattled to life on the table and she jumped. “Hello?” she asked breathlessly as she snatched it up.
It was her dad. He sounded tired. “He’s out of surgery. We still don’t know much of anything.”
“Okay, where are you?”
“In the lobby at the moment. I booked us a room at the hotel across the street. I think we’re going to head over in a few minutes. We’re both exhausted. The nurses have reassured me they’ll call if there’s any change. You want to come with us?”
“Yes, I’ll be there in a minute,” Cindy said.
She ended the call. “He’s out of surgery, and it sounds like my folks and I are all going to go get some sleep,” she explained.
“Good, you need it,” Martin said.
“I have to go, I’m sorry.”
“No, go. You’ve got my card. If you need anything, just give me a call.”
“Thanks,” she said.
She scooped up her trash and tossed it on her way out of the room. She hurried upstairs and found her parents waiting for her. They headed outside, and she was surprised at just how bright it was for being nighttime. The sky was lit up by all the artificial lights of the city.
They went down to the corner and crossed the street. Her father was right, the hotel entrance was literally right there. They walked inside, encountering slot machines right next to the door. A few minutes later they were staggering into their room. It was cramped, but it had two queen beds. Cindy sat down wearily on the one by the window. She hadn’t had to share a hotel room with her parents since she was in high school. Apparently, though, it was the only one available. It seemed there was a medical conference going on. She wondered if that’s why Martin was here at this particular time.
Her parents had brought a suitcase that had stuff thrown haphazardly in it. She didn’t have anything with her.
In her pocket she felt her phone vibrate and she pulled it out. Jeremiah had texted her.
How’s it going?
She had promised she would call him. There was no way she was doing that in front of her parents, though. She forced herself to her feet. “I need to go down to the gift shop and grab some sundries,” she said.
“You need money?” her dad asked as he stood, gazing at a mismatched pair of pajamas.
“No, I’m good.”
Her mom was just sitting on the edge of the bed, staring into space.
Cindy made it out of the room and headed downstairs. She had seen a store in the lobby when they’d checked in. Hopefully she could get some necessities there. What she most wanted was a toothbrush and a pair of pajamas.
Fortunately, she found both. The pajamas had a playing card motif on them but looked comfortable. She went ahead and bought herself a deck of cards, too. She didn’t have a deck in her purse currently and she needed something to fidget with.
Once she had purchased the items she walked out of the store. A minute later she found a chair by a hotel courtesy phone in a small alcove that was a little less noisy than the rest of the area. She sat down and pulled
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