Chapter Forty-Two
The Emergencies
When the shock of seeing his son hanging out of a window began to die down, Beau took off his jacket and tied it around his son's waist. He had to admit he felt extremely bad for Martin, because this was obviously a story that was going to be told again and again. Years from now it would be recited at Christmas dinners and other family gatherings, each time earning a laugh and a new person to relay the story.
"What made you use a window instead of a door?" Beau asked instantly regretting his question, because he feared the answer
"It wasn't by choice," Martin replied with a sigh as he related his story to his Dad, "I was going to go talk to Ruthie, when this 'psycho chick' as I'm sure Mac would say, locked me in here. I pounded on the door forever and no one heard me. I tried to use my cell phone but I had no service. Then I noticed the window."
"I've got the butter!" Michelle called cheerfully running towards them. She didn't even notice the branch until the train on her dress got caught and she tripped sending the butter flying; into the window, breaking it into a million little pieces.
Ruthie, Olivia, Freddie, and Willington, the butler now had a police escort, which seemed to ease a bit of Ruthie's stress but not for long.
"OH, NO?!" Olivia screamed causing Willington to slam on the breaks and everyone to ask, "What?!"
"The children," Olivia announced, "We left the children."
"What…Ooh…..eeee….ewww….Children?" Ruthie questioned feeling another contraction start.
"Sam, David, and Savannah…." Olivia said in an apologetic voice.
"Ooh…..Savannnnah?" Ruthie asked letting out a scream.
"Lucy dropped her off," Olivia explained, "Kevin had an accident."
"It looks like he's only going to need a couple of stitches and he doesn't seem to have a concussion." The ER doctor, Elizabeth Hartford said to Lucy.
"Well that's good, right?" Lucy questioned.
"Yes, but I need to know when he had his last tetanus shot?"
"Eleven, maybe twelve years ago."
"Then I need to know what he hit his head on." Dr. Hartford said causing Lucy's cheeks to turn a light shade of pink.
"Um…the…" Lucy said turning darker, "the bath tub."
He was her husband, but that didn't seem to matter. For some reason she felt like a teenager, she felt like she was sixteen again and her parents had just walked in on her boyfriend and her making out,
"And this happened how?"
"Is that relevant?" Lucy asked feeling ridiculous.
"Actually yes, because there could be s medical reason that caused him to hit his head."
"I don't feel so well," Lucy said suddenly and then proceeded to pass out.
The emergency room doors flew open, "What've we got?"
"Young make got stuck in the window and the glass broke." The EMT said, "Shards of glass are stuck in his lower back and buttocks."
Author's Note:
Hey,
I'm sorry I didn't upload on Monday but I was moving and it turned into quite a bit of commotion. It took my family two trips (we're moving 8 hours away), Three huge Uhauls, two mini vans full, two truck fulls, and one car full….I didn't realize how much stuff we had…LOL! I haven't even begun to start unpacking. I'm going to try to have updates every Monday but until I'm settled in…don't be surprised if they're late a day or two.
Until Next Monday (or Tuesday or Wednesday),
Caroline
P.S.- I want to say Thank you for all of the reviews, I really really appreciate them.