Continued from a Sister’s Fate.
Brittany awoke the next morning not realizing where she was. Alvin had been sleeping next to her in the hospital waiting room. She rose to a sitting position and felt as if she had a hangover. Alvin was asleep in a sitting position. She smiled, thinking how adorable he looked. He started to stir and opened his eyes.
Brittany looked at her watch. “It’s about 7.” She got up and tried to stretch out the kinks. “Oh,” she said and sat back down.
“Hey, what’s the matter, babe?” he asked her.
“I think I threw my back out of whack.”
“Here. Let me fix it,” he said.
He put his hands on her shoulders and began to massage her. “Oh, that feels good.”
“Doctor Alvin is on duty,” he said, teasing her.
“Very funny,” she said. “I’m fine now.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“About last night,” Brittany started.
“What about it?” he asked.
“Well, if we hadn’t been interrupted… again, well…”
“I know,” he said and held her close. “When it’s meant to happen it will.”
“Then you’re not disappointed?” she asked.
He looked her in the eyes and said, “I won’t say that, but I can wait.”
He held her close again. She felt so safe and secure in his arms. She got up after awhile wanting to check in on her sisters. She checked on Eleanor first. She entered the doorway and saw that she was still asleep. Theodore had fallen asleep at her bedside. She felt so relieved that Eleanor was going to be okay. She went down the hall to see about Jeanette. She found her awake and sitting up in bed.
“Hi, Jeanette,” Brittany said, coming into her room.
“You look like hell,” she said.
“Thanks a lot,” Brittany said. “I didn’t go home last night.”
“How’s Eleanor?” Jeanette asked.
“She’s sleeping,” Brittany said. “Theodore’s with her. So, are you ready to go home?” Jeanette got silent for a moment. “Jean, you do want to go home, right?”
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