My Bad Boy Summer by Ann Herrick

Author:Ann Herrick
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: european girl wants to be an all american girl, falling in love with an american boy, riding on the back of a motorcyle with a bad boy, will her give up his bad boy ways for the girl of his dreams
Publisher: BWL Publishing Inc.

Chapter Eight

I stared at the wall. “Papa?”

“I didn’t want you to come home to an empty house and not know what was happening.”

“Oh, no! Is he—?”

“We haven’t heard anything yet. I’ll call you again when there’s some news.”

“I-I’ll be home in a few minutes. You can call me there.”

“Okay. I have to go be with Mama.”

The instant I hung up Mrs. Kukk asked what was wrong. I quickly explained.

“I’ll drive you to the hospital!”

“No, no, you can’t leave the boys, and it would be too much to take them. I ... I’ll just run home.”

I stepped out into the purple dusk and hurried down the front walk.

“I’ll say a prayer,” Mrs. Kukk called after me.

I started running. Just like in a nightmare my legs pumped up and down like pistons, but I felt as if I were not getting anywhere. What was a short stroll on the way over seemed like miles now. I decided not to go all the way to the end of the block. If I crossed now, I could cut through Mr. Yacko’s yard. Just as I dashed into the street, a car whizzed around the corner. It screeched to a halt just a few inches from me.

“Vija?” I heard the driver say. It was Joel.

“In hurry ... my Papa ... I have to—”

“Hop in!” Joel opened the passenger door.

I jumped inside and quickly told Joel about Papa. We were almost to my house when Joel said, “Why don’t I just take you to the hospital?”

“Oh, Joel I couldn’t ask you to—would you?”

“We’re on our way.” He turned around in our driveway and headed for Central Hospital. Though it took only minutes, it felt like hours. Joel kept telling me everything would be all right, everything would be all right. I tried to believe him, as I clasped and unclasped my hands. When we got there he pulled up to the door. “You go on in. I’ll park the car and find you.”

“Thanks!” I rushed inside to the front desk. “My Papa. Aivars Skable. I must see him!”

“Just a moment,” the woman in a green and white smock said with crisp authority. She checked a clipboard. “He’s in CCU. Third floor west.” She pointed down the hall. “Take the second elevator and stop at the desk on that floor.”

“Thank you!” I flew down the hall and pressed the elevator button. I could see the hand above the door moving from the fourth floor to the third to the second, and, finally, to the first. There was a delay, and finally the door opened. One person got off. I dashed in and pressed 3. The door closed, ever-so-slowly. I grasped the rail on the back wall. I hated elevators. I was always sure they would get stuck and I would be trapped. I checked for an alarm button and a phone box. They were there, right where they were supposed to be.

The elevator slid past the second floor. When it finally rose to the third floor there was a ding and what seemed like an interminable wait before the doors opened.

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