As Richard went over his discharge papers with the nurse, Nigel sat patiently on the bed. He was loving the fact that Richard's doctor had been nice enough to remove the cast from his arm and reading a Libby library book on his phone. A book called How To Plan A Truly Fabulous Wedding. He was currently on the chapter called " You're Not A Bridezilla , You're Just Right ".
" And these are your prescriptions for blood pressure medicine," the nurse said efficiently , handing him the papers. " That seems to be everything, Mr. Norland. Unless you have questions? "
Richard shook his head. " No. I think everything seems in order. I just need to follow up with my regular doctor you said? "
The nurse nodded. " Well if you don't have questions let me just grab you a wheelchair and you..... and ...... your friend can be on your way. "
As she left the room Richard's phone beeped and he looked at it. Text from Sarah , his ex wife.
Sarah: No need for a new custody hearing. I'll drop Rebecca off on Saturday morning. I'll pick her up on Sunday night. And I am getting an Aids test since you have a new lifestyle apparently.
He thinned his lips as he texted back," No need for a test. I had no sexual activity with anyone outside of you during our ten years of hell. "
Sarah almost immediately texted back," Whatever. Will that person be there? "
He exhaled out a frustrated breath and Nigel glanced over at him with concern. He texted back," Of course he will. Nigel and I are a package deal. I'm marrying him and he'll be Rebecca's stepfather. "
It was not long before Sarah texted back," I can't believe you're getting married to a man. I really can't believe you are getting married again at all. You would think you'd realize you're not good at it by now. I feel sorry for Nigel. You'll screw it up again. Oh about the heart attack. Better luck next time. "
Nigel stood up and wrapped his arms around his fiance, saying," Stop texting Sarah. "
Richard laughed. " How do you know I'm texting Sarah? "
" Because whenever you communicate with that woman you look like you need to take a shit in the loo. No more texts. Remember your BP. "
Then Nigel kissed him softly on the lips just as the door to the room opened and in walked Richard's designer suited mother Doris Van Burden.
Doris stopped dead in her tracks and exclaimed," Dear God! Sarah was right! I told you to fire this terrible man. Didn't I? Now look what he has done now! "
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Odds of Love: Past Wounds
قصص عامةThe ongoing soap opera style serial about disabled math professor Spencer Norland -Lane, his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their family and friends in the Washington DC metropolitan area.
