Disclaimer: I own ONLY AnneMarie, Fabiola, Madam Velosomikh, Madamé Císerosa, K.C. Anderson, Amelia Herrington,
and baby Mariah.
Summary: This may be out of order in whatever way, but hey, its my story, I get to decide how it goes. ;-) Sorry if it takes a
while for me to get it posted, but I've been writing it in whatever time I get between classes and stuff and I'm laptop less so
its all scribbled down on paper and I've actually gotta find time to type it all up. But hopefully I'll find enough time
somewhere. =) Also, I've decided to make it easier on people to let me know what they think, and give me more ideas of
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Dedication: I am dedicating this chapter, as well as the next few, to my Grandmother whom I lost to Alzheimers on December 6, 2003. I actually wrote these the other day when I was having a really bad day, but didn't understand why until just before going to bed, when I looked at the calendar. It was also the same day I ran into my grandmother's friends at the grocery store. Its amazing how depressed you can get completely by accident. But anyway, to my Grandma Ruth . . . These last 4 months have been very hard without you, but I know that you are watching over all of us; helping us to heal and to move forward. Thank you for all the years of endless love and support you have given our family. We all love & miss you more than you know!
For more information on the horrific disease known as Alzheimers, please visit alz.org
Urgencies
~ ~ ~ 6 Months Later ~ ~ ~
"Hello?" AnneMarie said, answering the ringing phone.
"Yes, if your Dad home?"
"You men my brother? I'm sorry, he's not. Can I take a message?"
"Do you know where I can reach him? It is very urgent!" the voice on the end of the line said.
"Tommy is at work."
"Do you have a number that I can reach him at?"
"He works at the Red Dragon School of Martial Arts. Do you need the number?"
"Yes please."
"Ok, its 555-1024."
"Same area code?"
"Same area code." AnneMarie answered.
"Thank you!" the voice said, then hung up.
~ ~ ~ 30 Seconds Later ~ ~ ~
"Red Dragon Martial Arts, Jason speaking!"
"Is Thomas Oliver is please?"
"He's teaching a class, may I give him a message?"
"Is there any way I can speak with him? It is very urgent."
"May I ask what it is regarding?"
"It is regarding his wife."
"Is Kimberly ok?"
"I need to speak with Mr. Oliver, please?"
"Let me see if I can get him." Jason said placing the call on hold, as he headed toward Tommy's class. "Tommy, there's
some guy on the phone for you. He says its urgent, regarding Kimberly."
"Do you know what its about?"
"Nope, he just keeps asking for you."
"Ok, I guess I'll take it then." Tommy said reaching for the phone. "Tommy Oliver!"
"Mr. Oliver, this is Sergeant Michaels of the Santa Monica Police Department. I'm calling regarding your wife, Kimberly."
"Is she ok? Is she in trouble?"
"Mr. Oliver, your wife was just involved in a bad automobile accident. She is on her way to the hospital as we speak."
"I'm on my way! What hospital?"
"Santa Monica General."
"I'll be right there." Tommy answered, hanging up and practically throwing the phone at Jason, as he ran out.
"Where are you going?" Jason asked, hurrying after his friend.
"Kim was in an accident." Tommy called behind him, as the door to the dojo closed behind him.
"Keys!" Jason said, tossing Tommy's keys at him, as he came back in a second later.
"Thanks." Tommy said grabbing his keys from Jason, then running back out.
To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .