Speed sat and held Style's hand for a long time. Silent tears coursed
down his cheeks slowly. He looked up towards the ceiling and bit his bottom
lip.
"God," he began. "I know I don't talk to you that much. Usually I only talk to you when I'm in trouble. Well I'm in a real fix tonight. The doctors are saying that she might die. I could live with her handicapped in some way. She'd still be my sister and still be with me. But God I couldn't handle it if she died. I already lost my older brother. I can't loose my only sister too. Ty loves you and I know she'd go to Heaven. I'm just not ready to give her up yet.
See I'm getting married in about three weeks. I'm really scared too. This is a big step. What if I'm not ready? I love Trixie with all of my heart. I know that. Ty always gives me such great advice. I want Ty to be at my wedding almost more than anything. She's my twin sister and I don't know what I'd do without her. I want her to be there right in front of Trixie walking down the aisle. I want her to be there to see her nieces and nephews. I want to have nieces and nephews of my own.
You're not talking God, but I know that you're here. You're always with me. I know you can hear me. Please don't take my sister from me. I can't loose her yet.
Please don't leave me Ty. I'm not ready to give you up yet. The doctors say that I should talk to you. So I'm gonna talk about all of the good times that we've had together. Do you remember when Mom was teaching you how to wash dishes?
**Flashback**
"Mama I don't understand why we can't just use the dishwasher like we usually do," five-year-old Style wined as she and her mother put the breakfast dishes in the sink.
"Because one day you might not have a dishwasher and you'll have to do it yourself," Mrs. Racer patiently explained.
"Mama haven't you ever heard of paper plates?" Style asked her. "I'll just use those."
"What if you decide to have a dinner party?" Mrs. Racer asked her.
"I'll hire caterers, duh", Style said.
"What if you don't have the money?"
"Then I won't have a dinner party."
"Do you even know what caterers are?"
Style giggled and shook her head no.
"Rex!" Mrs. Racer yelled causing Style to burst out in a giggle fit.
"Bye Mom," Rex called as he ran out the door. "Pops wants me to do a couple of test laps with the Mack Five."
**End Flashback**
"We had a lot of great times together Ty," Speed told her. "Please wake up." Speed gave Ty a kiss on her forehead and settled back into his chair to go to sleep.
The next morning Trixie walked in to find Speed asleep and Style still unconscious. "Speed," Trixie said shaking him gently. "It's time for you to go home."
"What?" Speed asked slightly confused. "Its still night. I just dozed off for a minute or two."
"Speed it's nine o'clock in the morning," Trixie told him. "You must have fallen asleep. It's time for you to go home."
"Oh, okay," Speed said rising from his chair and starting to walk towards the window.
"Speed, other way," Trixie told him trying not to laugh. "Oh and get some coffee on your way out. It'll make me feel better about letting you drive yourself home."
"God," he began. "I know I don't talk to you that much. Usually I only talk to you when I'm in trouble. Well I'm in a real fix tonight. The doctors are saying that she might die. I could live with her handicapped in some way. She'd still be my sister and still be with me. But God I couldn't handle it if she died. I already lost my older brother. I can't loose my only sister too. Ty loves you and I know she'd go to Heaven. I'm just not ready to give her up yet.
See I'm getting married in about three weeks. I'm really scared too. This is a big step. What if I'm not ready? I love Trixie with all of my heart. I know that. Ty always gives me such great advice. I want Ty to be at my wedding almost more than anything. She's my twin sister and I don't know what I'd do without her. I want her to be there right in front of Trixie walking down the aisle. I want her to be there to see her nieces and nephews. I want to have nieces and nephews of my own.
You're not talking God, but I know that you're here. You're always with me. I know you can hear me. Please don't take my sister from me. I can't loose her yet.
Please don't leave me Ty. I'm not ready to give you up yet. The doctors say that I should talk to you. So I'm gonna talk about all of the good times that we've had together. Do you remember when Mom was teaching you how to wash dishes?
**Flashback**
"Mama I don't understand why we can't just use the dishwasher like we usually do," five-year-old Style wined as she and her mother put the breakfast dishes in the sink.
"Because one day you might not have a dishwasher and you'll have to do it yourself," Mrs. Racer patiently explained.
"Mama haven't you ever heard of paper plates?" Style asked her. "I'll just use those."
"What if you decide to have a dinner party?" Mrs. Racer asked her.
"I'll hire caterers, duh", Style said.
"What if you don't have the money?"
"Then I won't have a dinner party."
"Do you even know what caterers are?"
Style giggled and shook her head no.
"Rex!" Mrs. Racer yelled causing Style to burst out in a giggle fit.
"Bye Mom," Rex called as he ran out the door. "Pops wants me to do a couple of test laps with the Mack Five."
**End Flashback**
"We had a lot of great times together Ty," Speed told her. "Please wake up." Speed gave Ty a kiss on her forehead and settled back into his chair to go to sleep.
The next morning Trixie walked in to find Speed asleep and Style still unconscious. "Speed," Trixie said shaking him gently. "It's time for you to go home."
"What?" Speed asked slightly confused. "Its still night. I just dozed off for a minute or two."
"Speed it's nine o'clock in the morning," Trixie told him. "You must have fallen asleep. It's time for you to go home."
"Oh, okay," Speed said rising from his chair and starting to walk towards the window.
"Speed, other way," Trixie told him trying not to laugh. "Oh and get some coffee on your way out. It'll make me feel better about letting you drive yourself home."