The Walk

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“Austin Core?” she asks.

“Yes” I say nodding.

“Room 26D” she said, “3rd floor on the right from the elevator.”

“Thank you so much.” I say as I walk towards the elevator.

                I get on an elevator. I don’t like elevators. I stand in the corner and take deep breaths. When I finally get to the 3rd floor I jump out of the elevator. Then I turn right and walk until I find 26D. I’m not sure what to do so I knock on the door. A second later his mom comes and opens it. She looks at me. The biggest smile I’ve ever seen breaks out on her face. She hugs me. “If it weren’t for you my son would be dead. The blood loss would have done him in. Thank you so much.” She says as she hugs me again.

“Thanks Mrs. C, but really it’s ok.” I say. “How’s Austin doing?” I ask as I walk into the room.

                I look at him. Austin is almost as white and the bed sheets. His eyes are closed. He looks dead. His arms are sticking out of the sheets. His arms are wrapped up. He has an IV. It barely looks like he’s breathing. If the heart monitoring machine thing hadn’t kept beeping I would have said he was dead.

                I didn’t see Mr. Core anywhere. Admittedly he was probably at work. The family was barely surviving financially. It technically it made sense he wasn’t here, but still his kid almost died and he couldn’t get a day off work? It didn’t make sense to me, but I’d never had it as bad as the Core’s.

                Mrs. C finialy says something. “They... Um… did a blood something to make up for the blood loss and bandaged his arms. They have him on fluids because he was um… dehydrated,” she finished shakily.

“Do you want to go home?” I asked her. I wasn’t trying to be rude but she was shaking. “You look really tiered and like you haven’t eaten in awhile. Why don’t you go home? Tell your other kids what happened. Take a nap. Eat a little. Then come back when you feel better?” I asked.

“O-o-ok” she stuttered. I opened the door for her as she walked slowly out.

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