Chapter Two
5 year old Paige, who had still been on the phone with Elizabeth when the car crashed ran to Miranda. "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!" she said with a look of terror on her face.
"What is it sweety?"
"When I was talkin to Lizziebeth she scream and there was a big boom!"
"Oh My God! Give me the phone, Paige!"
Paige handed her the phone and Miranda quickly dialed Lizzie's cell. She didn't answer and knew something was wrong because Lizzie always kept her cell phone on. She dialed the number of the nearest L.A hopsital.
"Hello, this is the Los Angeles Hospital, how may we be of service?" said a young secretary.
"Hi, do you have someone named Elizabeth Gordon as a patient?" Miranda asked eagerly.
"Yes, Mrs. Gordon was just brought in, but I am afraid you won't be able to see her for a while, she is in extremely critical condition, and must undergo surgery right away!"
"This is her sister, could you please tell me what happened?"
"Mrs. Gordon rammed head on with a drunk who was going 90 mph. Her car flipped over and burst into flames. However, Mrs. Gordon was shoved through the windshield and thrown on the pavement."
"I'll be right there!" Miranda hung up the phone and told Paige to get her coat and shoes on.
She walked over to Gordo's office, which was inside the house. She knocked on the door. "Come in!"
Miranda took a deep breath and opened the door. "Hi Miranda! Hey, do you know where Elizabeth is? She was supposed to be home 20 minutes ago." He saw tears welling up in Miranda's eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Gordo, there's been an accident."
5 year old Paige, who had still been on the phone with Elizabeth when the car crashed ran to Miranda. "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!" she said with a look of terror on her face.
"What is it sweety?"
"When I was talkin to Lizziebeth she scream and there was a big boom!"
"Oh My God! Give me the phone, Paige!"
Paige handed her the phone and Miranda quickly dialed Lizzie's cell. She didn't answer and knew something was wrong because Lizzie always kept her cell phone on. She dialed the number of the nearest L.A hopsital.
"Hello, this is the Los Angeles Hospital, how may we be of service?" said a young secretary.
"Hi, do you have someone named Elizabeth Gordon as a patient?" Miranda asked eagerly.
"Yes, Mrs. Gordon was just brought in, but I am afraid you won't be able to see her for a while, she is in extremely critical condition, and must undergo surgery right away!"
"This is her sister, could you please tell me what happened?"
"Mrs. Gordon rammed head on with a drunk who was going 90 mph. Her car flipped over and burst into flames. However, Mrs. Gordon was shoved through the windshield and thrown on the pavement."
"I'll be right there!" Miranda hung up the phone and told Paige to get her coat and shoes on.
She walked over to Gordo's office, which was inside the house. She knocked on the door. "Come in!"
Miranda took a deep breath and opened the door. "Hi Miranda! Hey, do you know where Elizabeth is? She was supposed to be home 20 minutes ago." He saw tears welling up in Miranda's eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Gordo, there's been an accident."