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Chapter 24: Father and Daughter
Remember when I mentioned the special project a few chapters earlier? The next morning, I started it. I began to build Reggie a bigger telescope. I wasn't very good at math (but I was better at it than Twister), nor was I good at science, but I love Reggie with all my heart, and I wanted to build it for her. But I was running out of time, so I had to work very quickly. Reggie had some of the stuff for it, but I bought most of it. I told Ray of my plans after Church one Sunday morning and he gave me permission to build it in the Rockets' backyard.
That morning, I was working when I saw Reggie looking out of her window and smiling at me. I saw Ray look out the window, then I saw a sight that made my heart totally stop. Reggie, just out of the blue, collapsed! She was just standing there, then all of the sudden, just fell into Ray's arms. I rushed inside the house and went to her room. Otto quickly called 911, while Ray and I laid her on her bed and tried to wake her up. But no go. When the ambulance finally arrived, she was rushed to the hospital. The three of us waited in the waiting room, but she never woke up. We all went home, but I returned the next morning as early as possible.
She still hadn't woken up, but I didn't care. The nurses allowed me to go into her room, and I stayed there for what seemed to be forever. I held her lifeless hand the whole time as I waited for her beautiful hazel eyes to open. Sometime around noon, Ray walked in the room.
"Lars, how long have you been here?" he asked.
"A few hours," I replied, looking at Reggie, with tubes stuck in her body everywhere, attached to a machine. That was probably the last condition I ever wanted to see her in. All of the sudden, I felt her hand start to squeeze mine. Her eyes slowly opened, and she smiled up at us.
"May I have a moment with her?" Ray asked me, and I agreed.
"I'll be right back," I told Reggie as I kissed her on the forehead. Ray sat down in the chair and started to talk to her while I went into the waiting room. There I talked to Otto. We talked about everything from skateboarding to Reggie's situation.
"That will be all the girls in my family gone," Otto told me sadly. "My mom died right after I was born. I remember my dad saying that he would never open his heart again." Otto then grinned. "I remember when I was four, and Reggie was seven. She said that she hated gravity and wanted to fly off the roof. But my dad didn't let her, and she was so mad at him. He tries to make us understand that he keeps us closer because he wants to keep us longer. But there's little hope for Reggie."
"She'll be OK," I told him. "Even if she passes, she'll still be in our hearts."
"Wow, you've really changed, Lars," Otto grinned at me as he said this.
"Well, blame your sister," I replied, grinning back. Talking to him was pretty cool. He and Twister would get along. I told him that he should hang out with Twister sometime. So Otto and I sat there, talking, as if we were brothers. Now that I think about it, I missed out the opportunity to befriend a great family like the Rockets while I was initiating my little brother into jumping off of a water tower and all that terrible stuff. But now, I had befriended the Rockets, after Reggie had helped me figure out who I was. I'd never forget Reggie Rocket nor would I forget Ray or Otto. They were like a second family to me. Except for Reggie. As I said before, she was my angel.
Chapter 24: Father and Daughter
Remember when I mentioned the special project a few chapters earlier? The next morning, I started it. I began to build Reggie a bigger telescope. I wasn't very good at math (but I was better at it than Twister), nor was I good at science, but I love Reggie with all my heart, and I wanted to build it for her. But I was running out of time, so I had to work very quickly. Reggie had some of the stuff for it, but I bought most of it. I told Ray of my plans after Church one Sunday morning and he gave me permission to build it in the Rockets' backyard.
That morning, I was working when I saw Reggie looking out of her window and smiling at me. I saw Ray look out the window, then I saw a sight that made my heart totally stop. Reggie, just out of the blue, collapsed! She was just standing there, then all of the sudden, just fell into Ray's arms. I rushed inside the house and went to her room. Otto quickly called 911, while Ray and I laid her on her bed and tried to wake her up. But no go. When the ambulance finally arrived, she was rushed to the hospital. The three of us waited in the waiting room, but she never woke up. We all went home, but I returned the next morning as early as possible.
She still hadn't woken up, but I didn't care. The nurses allowed me to go into her room, and I stayed there for what seemed to be forever. I held her lifeless hand the whole time as I waited for her beautiful hazel eyes to open. Sometime around noon, Ray walked in the room.
"Lars, how long have you been here?" he asked.
"A few hours," I replied, looking at Reggie, with tubes stuck in her body everywhere, attached to a machine. That was probably the last condition I ever wanted to see her in. All of the sudden, I felt her hand start to squeeze mine. Her eyes slowly opened, and she smiled up at us.
"May I have a moment with her?" Ray asked me, and I agreed.
"I'll be right back," I told Reggie as I kissed her on the forehead. Ray sat down in the chair and started to talk to her while I went into the waiting room. There I talked to Otto. We talked about everything from skateboarding to Reggie's situation.
"That will be all the girls in my family gone," Otto told me sadly. "My mom died right after I was born. I remember my dad saying that he would never open his heart again." Otto then grinned. "I remember when I was four, and Reggie was seven. She said that she hated gravity and wanted to fly off the roof. But my dad didn't let her, and she was so mad at him. He tries to make us understand that he keeps us closer because he wants to keep us longer. But there's little hope for Reggie."
"She'll be OK," I told him. "Even if she passes, she'll still be in our hearts."
"Wow, you've really changed, Lars," Otto grinned at me as he said this.
"Well, blame your sister," I replied, grinning back. Talking to him was pretty cool. He and Twister would get along. I told him that he should hang out with Twister sometime. So Otto and I sat there, talking, as if we were brothers. Now that I think about it, I missed out the opportunity to befriend a great family like the Rockets while I was initiating my little brother into jumping off of a water tower and all that terrible stuff. But now, I had befriended the Rockets, after Reggie had helped me figure out who I was. I'd never forget Reggie Rocket nor would I forget Ray or Otto. They were like a second family to me. Except for Reggie. As I said before, she was my angel.