CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED and NINETY-ONE
Wednesday morning — 8:25 A.M.
“Any word?” Sandy asked.
She gave Heather a cup of vending machine coffee. Heather looked up and shook her head. Sandy sat down next to her in the surgery waiting room at Saint Joseph’s hospital.
“We spend a lot of time here,” Heather said.
“I was just thinking that,” Sandy smiled. “Maybe this is the start of something new. Val and Jill are going to have the babies at home. Blane will get well and…”
Sandy looked up to see Enrique, Blane’s ex-boyfriend, walk into the waiting room. He gave Heather a look of disgust and sat down with his back to her.
“What’s his problem?’ Sandy whispered.
“He’s been like that all morning,” Heather said. “He and that guy from Blane’s doctor’s office.”
“Rubén?” Sandy asked.
“Mmm,” Heather said. “I hear them whispering about me.”
Sandy hugged Heather.
“Is it taking long?” Sandy asked.
“He said it would be a long time in set up,” Heather shook her head. “They have to x-ray him while they do the surgery. I guess it takes a while to get everything going. They’ll be done soon.”
“Hi,” Ava came into the waiting room.
Heather and Sandy looked up at her.
“Seth told me you’d be here,” Ava said. “We…”
She pointed to her colleague, Nelson. He smiled at Heather.
“We wanted to see if there was anything we could do. We’re off today,” Ava sat down next to Heather. She leaned over. “I thought maybe you’d need someone to translate the doctor-speak. Plus…”
She tugged Nelson to sit down next to her.
“We brought pastries,” Ava nodded to Nelson.
“I heard they were going to be here,” Nelson said in a low voice. “Have they been dicks?”
“Sorry, we hoped we’d get here before the real dickery happened,” Ava said in a low voice.
“Why are they here?” Sandy whispered.
“Enrique thinks Blane is going to ask for him when he wakes up,” Nelson rolled his eyes. “He told everyone he’s going to put an end to Blane’s farce of a marriage today.”
“Rubén has a crush on Blane,” Ava said. “He thinks this will be his chance.”
“How do you know all of this?” Sandy whispered.
“My roommate,” Nelson said. “He’s one of Enrique’s current… friends. He gets home from the bars when I get home from work. He said it was all the talk last night.”
The women turned to give Enrique and Rubén the stink eye and ate their pastries.
“Mrs. Lipson?” A nurse came out of the back.
“I think you’re looking for us,” Enrique said. Enrique and Rubén stood up.
“I don’t know who you are,” the nurse said. “Mr. Lipson asked me to get his wife.”
“Ma’am,” Heather said.
“There you are,” the nurse walked around Enrique to Heather. “The procedure went really well. The doctor said he’s healthy which made it easy.”
“It seemed like it took a long time,” Heather said.
“We waited until he was out of the worst of the anesthesia to get you,” the nurse said. “The doctor likes to do that so you don’t see him drooling. He’s in recovery but you can go home after that.”
Heather glanced at Sandy. Sandy nudged her forward. Heather followed the nurse to see her husband.
Denver Cereal continues on Monday…