pediatrician. I've been practicing for over twenty years." He smiled
easily at her discomfited question. He pegged her as a first-time mother. They
were always the most upset by late-night emergency room visits.
me feel much better." She
Just then a
couple of respiratory therapists came to give Tiffy Sue a breathing treatment. A
few minutes after they finished the x-ray technicians came in to take Tiffany
down to get her x-rays. Stacy refused to let her go alone. There was no way she
was going to lose sight of her daughter in this huge hospital. "I'll go
perfectly okay for you to go ma'am, but when we do the actual x-ray you'll have
to step out of the room." He informed her firmly.
fine but she isn't leaving this room without me." She returned just as
technician laughed. He was also used to late-night visits from sick children
with distraught mothers.
They headed down
to radiology. Stacy was nervous but hopeful that the x-rays would come back in
a positive light.
returned from x-ray there was a questionnaire lying on the metal table beside
the bed. She picked it up and looked at it. There were all kinds of prying
questions on it like 'do you ever give your baby alcohol? Tobacco? etc. She
harrumphed and began to fill it out.
While she waited
on the results from the x-rays and blood tests she prayed silently to God to
heal her baby and not to let her have some kind of deadly disease that would
cause her to lose her precious child.
Since Tiffy Sue
was asleep Stacy laid her head up against the wall and dozed-off. A soft
shuffling noise woke her and when she opened her hazel eyes she was face to
chest with the same man she'd plowed into on her way through the ER door.
She cleared her
throat. "I'm sorry that I ran into you a little bit ago." In her
present state of tiredness it didn't occur to her that he shouldn't be in her
I know the circumstances were the cause." He accepted. "Is your baby
going to be okay?"
"I hope so.
I think she may have had an asthma attack. I'm not sure why she would just
start having them now though." It was odd that she was even speaking to this
stranger because it wasn't her habit to talk to people she didn't know, but his
voice sounded so familiar and safe to her...
bad. Where do you live?"
"I've got a
house up on 23rd and Shields." She'd practically given the guy her address
and oddly enough , she still wasn't worried.
He stuck out his
hand and said, "I'm Isaiah Cobb."
Stacy took his
offered hand and shook it firmly. It was warm and dry. She didn't feel the
least bit put-off by his touch like she did with most men. "I'm Stacy
Masterson, pleased to meet you."
pleased to meet you, too. I'm from down River's Bend way." He told her.
widened slightly. Her mother lived in River's Bend! She'd been trying to get
her to move there ever since Chris had been killed. She was finally beginning to wonder why this
man was in her room and why the hospital had allowed it. She knew there was a
security guard on duty. She'd seen him making his rounds several times since