Sam went back to her room and plopped on her bed. She was exhausted. She removed the filled notebook from her bed and threw it in her nightstand drawer. She looked at the clock on her phone. It was still early so she decided she had time to go to Danny's house, but first take a shower.
After about 20 minutes, Sam left the shower and wrapped her body in a huge purple towel. She took out her blow dryer and slowly dried her hair. She combed her hair and plugged in her flat iron. While she waited on it to warm up, she applied a moisturizing cream to her face. She stared at herself in the mirror as she rubbed in the moisturizer and thought, 'I am pretty, aren't I? Wait! What the hell am I saying? I sound like Paulina!' She shook her head of her thoughts and stared at the iron. When she saw the light on the iron light up, she straitened out her hair and put a headband around it. She completely dried her body off and pulled on some sexy undergarments. She put on a fitted a white gray shirt and a pair of fitting gray jeans. She pulled on some white flats and grabbed her while purse and sunglasses. She grabbed a gray raincoat and grabbed her keys, her phone and her handy-dandy notepad. She looked around the room before leaving it and spotted the picture of her, Adam, Jesse and Rachael on the bed. She grabbed it and threw it in her purse. She turned off the lights and left the room. She took the elevator downstairs to the main lobby and walked up to the front desk. She had to sign out if she wanted to leave after her curfew. Then the funeral and Jesse popped in her mind.
"Excuse me." She put on the brightest smile that she could and stared at the receptionist.
"May I help you madam?"
"I don't know if I have the authorization to, but I would like to take one of the patients under intensive care out tomorrow morning. Is that ok?"
"Well, ma'am it all depends on who it is and what the reason is. I can pull some strings, but it can't be for a silly reason, like ice-cream."
"Well, a member of their family died and I would like to escort them to the funeral."
"May I have the name of the patient, please?"
"Um… Yes. His name is Jesse Greenfield." The receptionist typed the name in the computer and read the screen. Sam waited patiently as she read very, very slowly. She finally looked up and said,
"He is not permitted to leave. He is too unpredictable and might go crazy from all the stress." Sam was disappointed.
"He has to go! What if I get a family member to sign him out?"
"That's not a great idea, but its not permitted. He can leave no earlier than 8 am and he has to be back by 9pm." Sam nodded her head and looked at the clock. It was 10 already and she would probably be at Danny's house all night. She took out her cell phone. She dialed Mrs. Greenfield's cell number.
"I'll get her on the phone right now." After 3 rings, Mrs. Greenfield answered.
"Hello?"
"Hi, mom. How are you this evening?"
"I'm fine Sam how about you?"
"I'm good. Well, I had a chat with Jesse today." She said this part quietly so no one would hear. "He would like to be at the funeral and see his sister get buried. He would also like to see his family again. Including his father and his brother.
"Well I would like to see him too." Her voice sounded very tired but happy.
"I'm here with the receptionist and she said that it's ok, as long as you talk to her and agree to it. I'll bring him there and back if you want.
"Oh, thank you, sweetie. You have just made me that happiest woman in the world." Sam heard crying.
"Can you talk to her?"
"Sure." Sam handed the phone to the receptionist and after a couple minutes, she handed the phone back to Sam. She typed some things into the computer and handed Sam a bundle of papers that came out of the printer.
"Now remember, he has to be back by 9 p.m. and he can't leave before 8 a.m. ok?"
"Thanks," She said to the receptionist and walked out of the door to Danny's house.
