Chapter 9
"Come on, shelia, open those beautiful eyes of yours," Bobby pleaded, quietly stroking her pale face. He knew she couldn't hear him, but it made him feel better talking to her.
He could see the anguish on this best friend's face as Jack held her limp hand and pressed his handkerchief to the back of her head. "You've got Sparky over there worried, and you don't want him to have another heart attack now, do you?" he continued in a weak attempt to lessen the tension. "An old man like him can only take so much stress."
Bobby wasn't even sure Jack heard him. His friend hadn't taken his eyes off their pretty blonde colleague. He met D's eyes seeing that he too was as concerned about Jack as he was about Sue.
Just then, they heard the growing sounds of a siren approaching. Hoping it was the ambulance bringing help for their fallen friend, D tore himself away to meet them out front. Before he left, he laid a reassuring hand on Jack's shoulder.
"She's tough, Jack. She'll be okay." Seeing Jack's slight nod, D gave Bobby one last meaningful look before heading up the stairs.
"D's right, mate. Sue's one of the strongest shelias I know. If anybody can make it through this, our Sue can." Bobby hoped what he said got through to him, but he didn't have time to push it as he heard D leading the paramedics through the house upstairs.