The
phone rang four times before anyone answered it.
"Hey."
"Original
Cindy?"
"Who is this?"
"It's me,
Logan."
click
"Well, I guess she's
still mad at me", he said to McKenzie, who continued to cry,
oblivious to the fact that her guardian was in a crises. Logan
redialed the number, getting an answer on the second ring this
time.
"Logan, is that you?"
"Yes, Cindy, please
talk to me, I need..."
"Original Cindy don't wanna talk
to you, and what is that noise?"
"Cindy, I need your
help. Please."
"What do you need my help for?"
"Do
you know anything about babies?"
"Wha! Babies?"
"It's
hard to explain, but I have a baby here, and she's won't stop crying.
You're the only person I can think of to help. Pleaseā¦"
"Aiight,
I hate to hear a grown man beg. Did you change the little
boo?"
"Yes."
"Is she to warm, to cold?"
"I
have her wrapped in a towel and blanket; I couldn't get her dressed
after I changed her."
"The little boo is probably to
warm, take the towel off her, and leave the blanket." Logan did
as he was told, but McKenzie still cried, and he felt ready to
explode.
"It didn't help."
"I can hear that!
Did ya feed her?"
"Oh, no!"
"What! You mean
to tell me you didn't even think of feeding the child! Original Cindy
can't believe this! How old is she?"
"About five
months."
"Aiight, you got any bottles, she may be on
solids, but Original Cindy doubts that."
"No. No
bottles. Where can I get one?"
"Oh my... Mr. Well
Connected don't even know where he can get a baby's bottle. Aren't
you in a fix, and like I said, Original Cindy don't wanna talk to
you."
click
"She hung up on me!"
Logan said, not realizing he was almost yelling. "Bottles, think
Logan. Matt! No, Bling! I'll call him; he can come over and pick one
up on the way." He picked up the phone again and called Bling,
after a short explanation, Bling agreed to bring his friend a baby's
bottle. So Logan was stuck with a howling baby until Bling could get
there.
"Good thing the walls of this building are think, I
don't think the neighbors could take much of this." The doorbell
rang, and Logan went to answer it, thinking it was Bling. "That
was quick." Logan pressed the buzzer to allow the elevator to be
used, and went back to trying to soothe McKenzie. He heard the door
to the penthouse open and yelled to his friend.
"We're in
here!"
"Original Cindy can hear that!" Logan turned
quickly, not expecting her.
"Cindy! I thought you said..."
"I
said, Original Cindy don't wanna talk to you. This little boo is
another matter. Men don't know nothing about babies, here's a bottle
and I took the liberty of getting you some milk too, but you owe
Cindy, that was expensive!"
"I'll pay you back, but I
already have milk."
"Probably not enough." She took
the crying baby from Logan's arms.
"There's about half a
gallon in my fridge."
"He has half a gallon of milk! For
a baby! Go warm that up, in a pot of hot water on the stove. Don't
put it in the microwave. Come on little boo, shh." Cindy turned
away from Logan, trying to soothe McKenzie.
"What's her name,
anyway? Go warm the milk!" He went to the kitchen and shouted
back to Cindy.
"Her name's McKenzie!"
"No need
to shout. We can hear you." Cindy said, coming into the kitchen
too. "So, where'd you get her?"
"Believe it or not,
I found her in my doorway."
"That's not right! Here."
She passed Logan McKenzie, still crying, and took over warming the
milk.
"So, what were you going to do? I don't see anyone
else here."
"I called a friend, he's coming over."
"Come
here, McKenzie. Now, this is how you hold her to give her the bottle,
see, that's all she wanted."
She greedily gulped back the
milk, staring contently up at Original Cindy. Cindy looked into the
child's eyes, and quickly popped the bottle from McKenzie's mouth.
She immediately started crying again, but Cindy passed her to a
surprised Logan along with the bottle just as the doorbell rang
again...
"That's probably Bling."
"You feed her,
I gotta go."
"Thank you for the help, but why are you
leaving so quickly?"
"You don't know anything, do you?
Bye!" She disappeared out the door mumbling something like
"Those eyes..."
To be continued...
