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- Author: L Knight
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“VI, THERE’S A CALL FOR YOU.”
I pour the third cup of coffee for the suited man in my section and frown
at Joe, the owner of the diner where I work in Central Park. Nerves pump
through me, tightening my belly and I wonder how much of it is hunger and
how much is good, old-fashioned stress. “Coming.”
I smile at the suit, hoping he’ll at least leave a decent tip for all the
attention he keeps demanding and knowing he probably won’t. You learn to
spot the type pretty quickly in this job, but I have to be nice, just in case.
Money is tight, and I need every cent I can get.
Picking up the receiver of the phone, I brace for whatever is coming at
me, and it will be something, it always is. “Hello.”
“Is this Violet Miller?”
“This is Mrs. Cantrell from the Riverdale School.”
Anxiety tightens its hold on my chest and I struggle not to panic as I feel
my heart begin to race like I’ve run a marathon. “Is Eric okay?”
“That’s why I’m calling. He had a hypoglycemic attack. I’ve called an
ambulance and they’re taking him to Riverdale General.”
My vision tunnels as fear grips me tight. Eric is sick. I need to get to him.
This is the mantra suddenly rattling around my brain on a loop as I try and
remain outwardly calm. “I’m on my way.”
“Someone will stay with him until you arrive at the hospital.”
My hand won’t stop shaking as I hang up and reach behind me to untie
my apron. “Joe, I’m sorry to do this to you but I have to go. Eric had a hypo
at school. They’re taking him to Riverdale General.”
Joe waves his hand toward the door. “Go, go. We’ll manage.”
Grabbing my bag from behind the counter I rush toward the door, only
stopping to go up on tip toes so I can kiss Joe’s weathered cheek. He’s so
good to me. Gives me way more leeway than he should and I’m so damned
grateful for him, I feel tears threaten behind my eyelids.
Rushing out the door, I run toward the station and stop when I see a cab
slow just in front of me and let someone out on the side of the street. I can’t
afford it, but worry for Eric is snapping at my heels. I need to be with him, to
hold his little hand and tell him it will be okay. I’m all he has in the world,
and I won’t let him be alone for this a second longer than he needs to be.
Making the snap decision I rush toward the yellow cab and dive into the back
“Riverdale General, please.”
The cab driver looks me over and I can feel the judgment and censure as
if he knows I can’t afford the fare and he’s right, I can’t. It will mean another
night with no food for me, but I don’t care. Eric is all that matters to me.
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