Ava walked the younger westerly boy and his older sister to see their brother. When they saw him he was attached to several machines, one to monitor his heart, one to breathe for him and an IV. He didn't even look like their brother. Nobody thought a person could have done this to him, it was just inhumane. Why would they want to hurt Bradin?
After a while Ava brought them back to the waiting room and Jay and Erika went in to see him. Everyone remained quiet, not wanting to admit to facts. Johnny sat with Ava, placing his arm around her shoulder. Susannah quietly got up and went to the payphone.
She picked up the receiver and placed 2 quarters in it. She slowly dialed the number, she wished she wouldn't have to. The other end was picked up.
"Hello?"
"Can I speak with Callie?"
"Who is this?"
"It is about Bradin."
Susannah hears the gasp on the other end and the woman call for her daughter. Callie picked up the phone.
"Yes?"
"Callie, this is Susannah."
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Bradin was in an accident, he is in Intensive Care."
"Oh My God, I'll be there as soon as I can."
She meets Jay and Erika as they come back from seeing him. No one says a word, no one wants to admit that he could never awake from the slumber, but they were all thinking it.
Callie came running into the waiting room followed by her mother 20 minutes later, she didn't know how bad he was, or anything, she just got the call from his aunt's friend. How was this happening, she loved him and there she was standing in front of his family and friends asking about him. Jay politely walked her back to where he was laying. Callie broke down, she couldn't believe her own eyes, everything was going wrong.
TBC
