"Daddy?" Magdalene asked panicked, touching his face with her cold hand, "Daddy, you're not breathing." She ran to the phone and called 911 like they showed her in school.
"911 What's your emergency?" The woman who answered said.
"Hello, my daddy's not breathing, he fell on the floor and I'm scared, and I don't hear his heart," Magdalene said in a rush, the woman knew she was indeed scared.
"Okay, what's your name?" She tried to calm her.
"Magdalene, and I live at 5798 Lalancley Lane in Tree Hill North Carolina," Magdalene said clearly.
"Okay, we'll send you help, where is your daddy?" He's in the living room, we were eating in there and watching a movie on TV and he fell." "Where are you?" "On the kitchen counter, I can't get down, I climbed up to reach the phone, and daddy always helps me down, I climb up to get a cookie and he gets me down, it's to far to jump." "Can you see your daddy from the counter?" "Yes, I can see him, he's in front of the couch, he's grabbing his chest, and I hear the sirens." "Okay, bye Magdalene." The woman hung up, and so did Magdalene. Magdalene looked down, maybe it wasn't so far, she slid to the edge, and looked down. It was pretty high, she jumped and landed on the floor. She was okay, and it felt good. The paramedics were in the living room putting Luke on a stretcher, and took him out. She was in the kitchen and you couldn't see her from the living room, so they left her there alone. She as scared and went upstairs to her room and found her bag, her army bag, and packed her things. Clothes, her hairbrush, toothbrush and toothpaste, some food, and refilled her canteen with water. She tied her boots tight (the only one of the four who could tie shoes) and stuck her helmet on her head, grabbed her army sleeping bag and headed out, grabbing her keys from the hook, one for her jeep, the other for the house, and slammed the door.
She planned to drive past aunt Haley's house, if Brooke was there, she'd stop and if not she'd go to Karen's and stay there. Brooke wasn't at Haley's but Magdalene did see her car at Karen's. She went up and knocked on the door, holding her sleeping bag and her backpack on her back, and of course her gun and canteen. She looked like she was crying.
Karen opened the door and as soon as she saw who it was, her jaw dropped open.
"Magdalene, what are you doing here so late?" Karen asked her, ushering her in.
"I need to talk to mama," Magdalene said impatiently. They walked into the living room where they were watching TV and Magdalene ran up and hugged Brooke, "Mama." "Sweetie, does daddy know you're here," Brooke asked, and Magdalene shook her head. "Did you run away, was he being mean?" Again Magdalene shook her head.
"They took daddy and left me," Magdalene explained.
"Who took daddy, Magdalene?" Brooke asked taking the helmet off Magdalene's head.
"911 took daddy, I called them, and they took him, they had really loud sirens," Magdalene said.
"What happened?" Karen said jumping in "We did hear sirens," Brooke said.
"Daddy tickled me and we was laughing and he fell on the floor and wasn't breathing, I couldn't hear his heart." Brooke was in tears and getting up, Karen was in a state of shock. Aurora perked up from watching TV.
"What's wrong with daddy?" Aurora said turning around.
"Nothing, sweetie, daddy's going to be just fine," Brooke said trying to reassure herself, more than Aurora.
"Well, let me see him," she stood up and put her hands to her hips and stomped her foot on the ground. She was stubborn, just like Brooke was. "Aurora, are you deaf, I just said daddy wasn't all right, they took him, he's at the hospital," Magdalene said, Brooke's expression changing to concern, what was Magdalene doing.
"Mama! Tell me Magdalene's lying," Aurora demanded, Karen taking Fareeda and Tassia, who were sleeping, upstairs.
"Honey, I don't think so," Brooke said picking up Aurora and hugging her.
"Then I want to see him now!" "Aurora, its late, we'll go see him tomorrow," Brooke said, even though she knew she'd be driving them out tonight.
"Mama, can't we go see him?" It was Magdalene begging this time to go.
"Brooke, let them," Karen said, "I'll stay with Fareeda and Tassia, you go." "Are, you sure, maybe I should stay, you go, he's your son," Brooke said, not wanting to see him after their fight.
"No, I'll call Haley, let her know, then calm her down, she'll be mad at us if we don't tell her now, and I think it'd sound better coming from me," Karen said, ushering them to the door.
"911 What's your emergency?" The woman who answered said.
"Hello, my daddy's not breathing, he fell on the floor and I'm scared, and I don't hear his heart," Magdalene said in a rush, the woman knew she was indeed scared.
"Okay, what's your name?" She tried to calm her.
"Magdalene, and I live at 5798 Lalancley Lane in Tree Hill North Carolina," Magdalene said clearly.
"Okay, we'll send you help, where is your daddy?" He's in the living room, we were eating in there and watching a movie on TV and he fell." "Where are you?" "On the kitchen counter, I can't get down, I climbed up to reach the phone, and daddy always helps me down, I climb up to get a cookie and he gets me down, it's to far to jump." "Can you see your daddy from the counter?" "Yes, I can see him, he's in front of the couch, he's grabbing his chest, and I hear the sirens." "Okay, bye Magdalene." The woman hung up, and so did Magdalene. Magdalene looked down, maybe it wasn't so far, she slid to the edge, and looked down. It was pretty high, she jumped and landed on the floor. She was okay, and it felt good. The paramedics were in the living room putting Luke on a stretcher, and took him out. She was in the kitchen and you couldn't see her from the living room, so they left her there alone. She as scared and went upstairs to her room and found her bag, her army bag, and packed her things. Clothes, her hairbrush, toothbrush and toothpaste, some food, and refilled her canteen with water. She tied her boots tight (the only one of the four who could tie shoes) and stuck her helmet on her head, grabbed her army sleeping bag and headed out, grabbing her keys from the hook, one for her jeep, the other for the house, and slammed the door.
She planned to drive past aunt Haley's house, if Brooke was there, she'd stop and if not she'd go to Karen's and stay there. Brooke wasn't at Haley's but Magdalene did see her car at Karen's. She went up and knocked on the door, holding her sleeping bag and her backpack on her back, and of course her gun and canteen. She looked like she was crying.
Karen opened the door and as soon as she saw who it was, her jaw dropped open.
"Magdalene, what are you doing here so late?" Karen asked her, ushering her in.
"I need to talk to mama," Magdalene said impatiently. They walked into the living room where they were watching TV and Magdalene ran up and hugged Brooke, "Mama." "Sweetie, does daddy know you're here," Brooke asked, and Magdalene shook her head. "Did you run away, was he being mean?" Again Magdalene shook her head.
"They took daddy and left me," Magdalene explained.
"Who took daddy, Magdalene?" Brooke asked taking the helmet off Magdalene's head.
"911 took daddy, I called them, and they took him, they had really loud sirens," Magdalene said.
"What happened?" Karen said jumping in "We did hear sirens," Brooke said.
"Daddy tickled me and we was laughing and he fell on the floor and wasn't breathing, I couldn't hear his heart." Brooke was in tears and getting up, Karen was in a state of shock. Aurora perked up from watching TV.
"What's wrong with daddy?" Aurora said turning around.
"Nothing, sweetie, daddy's going to be just fine," Brooke said trying to reassure herself, more than Aurora.
"Well, let me see him," she stood up and put her hands to her hips and stomped her foot on the ground. She was stubborn, just like Brooke was. "Aurora, are you deaf, I just said daddy wasn't all right, they took him, he's at the hospital," Magdalene said, Brooke's expression changing to concern, what was Magdalene doing.
"Mama! Tell me Magdalene's lying," Aurora demanded, Karen taking Fareeda and Tassia, who were sleeping, upstairs.
"Honey, I don't think so," Brooke said picking up Aurora and hugging her.
"Then I want to see him now!" "Aurora, its late, we'll go see him tomorrow," Brooke said, even though she knew she'd be driving them out tonight.
"Mama, can't we go see him?" It was Magdalene begging this time to go.
"Brooke, let them," Karen said, "I'll stay with Fareeda and Tassia, you go." "Are, you sure, maybe I should stay, you go, he's your son," Brooke said, not wanting to see him after their fight.
"No, I'll call Haley, let her know, then calm her down, she'll be mad at us if we don't tell her now, and I think it'd sound better coming from me," Karen said, ushering them to the door.
