Kevin walked up to the Robertson house. He wore a nicer pair of blue jeans, a beige polo shirt, his light fleece jacket a pair of shoes that resembled loafers. Of course, he also had a slightly heavier jacket over due to the cold air November air. When he got to the front door, he looked down at his watch- which said 3:45pm- then knocked on the door. I hope it's ok that I'm a little later than they said I should be here, he thought a bit nervously. He shoved his hands in his pockets after he knocked on the door three times.
When the door began to open, Kevin immediately took his hands from out of his pockets. When the door had completely opened, a Dalmatian ran out and jumped up on its hind legs and jumping on him, only reaching his waist, barking. The dog jumped back and down on the porch and stopped barking when a "Banzai! Down, now!" was heard from inside the house. The black spotted dog ducked its head down, let out a whimper and stalked over to the edge of the porch.
Anna Robertson appeared in the doorway a moment later. "Sorry about him," she chuckled, "We're still trying to train him. We've got the basics down at least."
Kevin let out a chuckle. "Well, it seems you're doing a pretty good job already," he said, "Considering he knows to listen to specific commands."
The older woman smiled. "Aw, thank you, Kevin. Come on in, you're right on time."
He followed her inside. "But I'm fifteen minutes later than Ada said I should come."
"Trust me, as long as you got here before my son and his fiancé, you're fine."
Kevin let out another chuckle as the older woman closed the door after they both were inside the house. She led him to the kitchen after he agreed to help her with whatever she need help with. When they got there, he had to keep his mouth from gaping open at the size of the room that seemed to be the same exact size- if not bigger- than his whole apartment. This house just keeps getting bigger and bigger, he thought.
"Ok," Anna started, "I was going to have Ada help me with this, but she's still getting ready. Do you know how to properly frost a cake?"
Kevin shook his head. "You'd think I would with two sisters," he joked.
She let out a chuckle. "Well, then, you're about to learn from the master."
Before either of the two could say another word, Ada walked into the doorway of the room. She was wearing a dark gray, near black pencil skirt that was a little above her knees. She wore a purple and black striped button up shirt, the edges tucked into her skirt and the sleeves rolled up twice on the already shirt sleeve shirt. Her long dirty blonde hair had been tied back into a simple ponytail.
When Ada's eyes landed on Kevin, she began to smile and he did the same. "I, uh," she chuckled nervously, "I didn't know you were here already."
Kevin let out his own nervous chuckle. "Yeah," he said, "Uh, your mom let me in. I just got here."
"I was just about to teach him how to properly frost a cake while everyone's waiting for Alex and Dawn," Anna said, then smirked, "But, Ada, you know how. Why don't you teach Kevin?"
Before either Kevin or Ada could protest against her suggestion- it's not like they would've anyway- the young couple with a budding romance were together at the kitchen island. Anna had already had everything they would need set up. The older woman left the room in search of any possible "finishing touches" jobs around the house, a small smile on her lips as she left.
"She means well," Ada informed him with a small smile, "She's just very persistent sometimes."
"I can see that," Kevin chuckled a bit, which caused Ada's full smile to show.
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Leslie walked down the hallway of the hospital corridor where all the offices of the administrators and managers who were not medical doctors were. At the end of the hallway was her won office, surrounded by the offices of fellow co-workers, all of the same position of Medical Office Manager.
The office supplies and electronics of the hospital managers and administrators were very modern and updated. In each office was a fax machine, a phone and an answering machine to go with it, and a computer with whatever the latest software was. Everything that was documented was put into the computer system by the office manager or administrator, as well as being written down in files and books. The reason for documentation in both was because if something ever happened to the computer and all the files were lost, they would be written down and nothing would technically be lost; those who did these jobs always had to handwrite in their books and files first before documenting the information in the computer just in case something happened. With all of this, there was always more than one copy.
When Leslie arrived in her office, she set down the file she'd needed. Since she partly managed the "women and children" part of the hospital, that's where she'd gone to get the file she needed of a girl named Elizabeth Parker, who was four years old. As she read through the file, she saw that Elizabeth's mother- Emily- was a single mother and that she was having problems paying the hospital bill. As she continued to read the file, she saw the Emily was suing a man for the price of the hospital bill and a bit more since he daughter sustained injuries in a car accident, causing the girl to need stitches. "The poor girl," she mumbled softly to herself.
Just as Leslie was about to get up from her seat and leave her office, the phone began to ring. "Hello, this is Leslie Hunter at the Georgetown University Hospital Center. How can I help you?" she asked when she answered the phone.
"Yes, um, I've got a bad case of lovin' you," she heard in Alec's terrible impersonation of the singer of the song he was quoting, and a slight laugh coming through.
Leslie held in a laugh. "Would you hold a moment please?" Before he answered, she got up from her seat and closed the door of her office, then went back to the phone.
"Leslie? You still there?" Alec asked, now back to his regular voice.
"Now I can talk, Robert Palmer," she teased, "What's going on?"
"My co-workers are working on something and told me I'm not needed at the moment and to take a small break."
"So to kill time you decided to call me?"
"That is correct. Now back to your previous statement, do you have a problem with Robert Palmer?" he asked in a teasing voice.
Leslie chuckled again. "No, I don't," she answered, "But I can't really stay on the phone and listen to you try and imitate him even though I'd like to."
"Alright then, I guess I'll let you go. You're still coming over tonight right?"
"Yeah, I am. I'll see you later tonight, Alec."
"Alright, see you later," he said and the line went dead.
Leslie hung up the phone then left her office to go in search of more information about Emily and Elizabeth Parker.
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Wendy finished packing her last bag and zipped it shut. She set the smaller bag on the floor next to her suitcase, which was placed next to her bed. The larger suitcase held her clothes- pants, skirts, shirts, and pajamas. A smaller compartment inside the lid of the suitcase held her more private articles of clothing. In the small carry-on bag were items that were a bit more personal and smaller in size.
Wendy would be leaving for New York City the next day, which was two before Thanksgiving- Tuesday. She would be in New York City from Tuesday evening to Saturday afternoon before taking the train back to Washington DC. She would be leaving for New York City the next day during the afternoon. It would've taken four to five hours by bus, but Billy suggested that she take a train if she could afford it instead cause "there are some real creeps that come on and off that bus in a four or five hour period, trust me."
As Wendy thought about being in New York with Billy for Thanksgiving, she put on her coat and left her apartment to buy herself a round trip ticket for New York City, leaving Tuesday afternoon and coming back Saturday afternoon.
-/-/-
"So, that girl you like is stayin' here with you a couple days?" Justin- Billy's boss- asked curiously.
Billy nodded. "Yeah," he answered, "She's only gonna be here for four to five days and it didn't make sense for her stay anywhere else since she's never been here before."
"As long as both of your fit in there while she's visiting, go right ahead." The older man let out a laugh. "While she's here, though, you gotta introduce us. With how much you talk about this girl, I'd like to meet her myself."
"Yeah, course. I think you'd like her."
"If she's anything like you say she is, then I know I'll like her."
If Billy was being honest with himself, he couldn't wait until Wendy got to New York. When she arrived the next day, he would be at the train station to pick her up. She would be calling him at some point during the day to tell him when her train was supposed to come in so he could be there ready to pick her up, also what station.
Billy's boss had given him the time off so he "could play tourist" with Wendy while she was visiting, even a slight list of places he should take her before she left. Along with these, he'd be taking her places on his own that he went to when he first got to New York.
Billy was brought from his thoughts when he heard the phone start to ring. He was about to speak into the phone but stopped. "I got my train ticket," he heard in Wendy's excited and happy tone of voice. He couldn't help but smile to himself due to the obvious excitement in her voice.
I won't be updating before Valentine's Day and Galentine's Day (if you watch "Parks and Recreation", you know what that is) so- HAPPY GALENTINE'S DAY AND HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!
By the way, Georgetown University Hospital Center is real- I looked it up and found it.
Anyway, I have nothing to say- so hope you enjoyed the chapter and peace from all the hippies of the world! =^-^=
