Winona could barely see out of her swollen right eye as she brought her vehicle to a stop outside where her son was living now after hours of driving around, not sure what to do. Her hands were still shaking as she held on to the wheel almost afraid to let go. She had no idea what she was going to say to Jim when she saw him.
Maybe she should start with an apology.
Finally getting out of the car, she hurried up to Jim's apartment and rang the doorchime, waiting. There was no answer, though. Just as she was trying to decide whether to stay and wait for him to come home, her PADD suddenly beeped with an incoming call, so she pulled it out to answer, trying to keep her eye out of view.
When the woman on the other told her that Jim had been in an accident, she felt her heart drop and was immediately on her way out to the car again.
Soon, she was arriving at the hospital, and when she got inside, a nurse tried to pull her aside to help her, but she waved her off, demanding to know where her son was. Finally, they told her, and she hurried to the room.
"Jim?" she asked as she entered to find him in bed, obviously just having been through hell. The woman who had called her and a man in scrubs were standing there was well. "What happened? Are you...? Are you going to be okay?"
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Date: 2010-08-15 08:04 pm (UTC)From:Maybe she should start with an apology.
Finally getting out of the car, she hurried up to Jim's apartment and rang the doorchime, waiting. There was no answer, though. Just as she was trying to decide whether to stay and wait for him to come home, her PADD suddenly beeped with an incoming call, so she pulled it out to answer, trying to keep her eye out of view.
When the woman on the other told her that Jim had been in an accident, she felt her heart drop and was immediately on her way out to the car again.
Soon, she was arriving at the hospital, and when she got inside, a nurse tried to pull her aside to help her, but she waved her off, demanding to know where her son was. Finally, they told her, and she hurried to the room.
"Jim?" she asked as she entered to find him in bed, obviously just having been through hell. The woman who had called her and a man in scrubs were standing there was well. "What happened? Are you...? Are you going to be okay?"