CH. 6
After about an hour, Dr. McManus appeared in the waiting room. Will, Karen and Grace jumped up and hurried over, all asking questions together. The physician held up his and smiled as if to say, "Please, one at a time!"
Will, being the most insistent, inquired about Jack's condition.
"Oh, he doing fine." McManus replied. "In fact, he's being discharged. He can go home with you."
The three friends jumped up and down hugging each other in excitement of the good news, then they all hurried to where Jack was being kept for observation. On hearing the movement, Jack looked up and smiled one of his toothy grins at seeing his friends. He assured them after many inquiries that he indeed was feeling fine and wondered what all the excitement and concern was about. He seemed to have no recollection of what had happened in the last several weeks. Will was still doubtful so decided to test Jack.
"Jack, I saw an interesting science documentary the other night. They were explaining about the galactic bulge…" Grace looked sharply at Will, confused at what a TV documentary had to do with Jack's condition, but Will winked back to signal her as a signal to wait and see what Jack's response was.
Jack rolled his eyes as the old familiar lascivious expression crossed his face. "I wish I had seen it. I could be on that program with a bulge of galactic proportions!"
Will sighed in relief. Grace put a hand over he mouth to stifle a laugh. Karen jumped and clapped he hands together squealing, "My poodle's back in the kennel."
A few days later, Will was lingering over his breakfast and reading the morning paper when Jack sauntered in, grabbed a slice of toast from the platter, plopped in the chair and kicked his feet up on the table. Will thought to reprimand Jack for such a faux pas, but held his tongue. He was just glad to have Jack back to normal…or was he? Then Will noticed something odd.
"Jack, do you realize that you're wearing two different colored socks?" Will asked as he stared at the one white and one navy blue sock protruding out of Jack's Converse shoes.
Jack nonchalantly glanced at his ankles. "Uh huh," he mumbled nonchalantly between bites of toast. "But the strangest thing, Will. I have another pair EXACTLY like it in my sock drawer. Isn't that a hoot?"
Will smiled and resumed his reading. Everything was going to be all right.
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