Pam
When I got to the big white hospital I pulled out my small black cell phone and dialed Bobby's number. He was a friend of myself and Karen's who we'd known throughout most of our lives and had recently met up w/ us at our 25th high school reunion.
"Hello?" his daughter's voice asked.
"Hi, this is Pamela. Is your dad there?" I asked in between sniffles.
"Yeah hold on," she said; "Dad, phone!"
"Hello?" a male voice asked.
"Bobby?" I said.
"Pamela? Are you ok? What's wrong?" he asked.
"Can you come to the hospital?"
"Which one?"
"St. Luke's. Karen's been in a car accident."
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Bobby and I were at the waiting room of the hospital when a dark haired woman dressed in white rushed into the room. She came over to me and we hugged.
"Oh honey," she said.
Bobby stood there awkwardly.
We let go.
"This is my sister Leela," I told Bobby.
"Hey, I'm Robert," he introduced.
They shook hands.
"Didn't you 2 go to the same high school?" Leela asked.
Bobby nodded: "yeah."
"What happened? How is she? How are you?" my sister asked me as we sat in the chairs.
"Pretty upset. They've put her in a coma," I replied.
"Oh Pam. I'm sorry."
"They were very close," Bobby told my sister.
Above us, the waiting room lights buzzed.
