The Postcard by M. J. Padgett

The Postcard by M. J. Padgett

Author:M. J. Padgett [M. J. Padgett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Secret Author Publications
Published: 2022-06-15T00:00:00+00:00


A Brand New Person

Mark put the phone down and came over to where I stood trembling and staring at a nonexistent spot on the wall. “Do you want to go?”

“Yes. Yes, I need to,” I replied, snapping myself back to reality. Mark helped me into my coat without question.

“What’s going on? Where are you going? There’s a foot of snow out there, Aria.” Sophia’s voice was strained, worried.

“Jay was in an accident. I don’t have time to discuss this. I’ll call you when we get there,” I said. I felt guilty for shutting her out, but I’d barely had time to begin processing my own feelings, let alone hers.

“Jay? You’re not going out in this weather for Jay. Daddy!” Sophia hurried to the dining room to retrieve our father while I urged Mark to get out the door.

“I’m not sneaking out, Aria. I don’t want to make your Dad mad at me,” he said as he tried to stop me from going out the door.

“Fine.” I grabbed his keys from his hand and ran out the door as fast as I could, the sounds of Mark and Hope screaming at me echoing in the cold night. I slammed the car door and started the engine, ignoring my angry father storming down the drive after me. I knew what I was doing was stupid, wrong even, but if I didn’t do it, I’d regret it for the rest of my life. There was a reason that phone rang, a reason the nurse couldn’t reach Jay’s parents, a reason for all of it–and I understood what that reason was. I’d read it a million times before, but I’d never lived it. It was Jay’s redemption arc.

It took forever to get to the hospital. I drove twenty miles under the speed limit the entire way, fearing I’d end up in a hospital bed beside him if I weren’t extraordinarily careful. The ER was a ghost town, eerily quiet. Unfortunately, it was not the same hospital Walter was in. I wished it were, maybe then I’d feel more comfortable.

“Can I help you?” a gentleman in green scrubs asked when I entered the double doors.

“Nurse Hawthorne called me. I’m Aria Scott here for Jay Carver,” I said.

“Oh, we weren’t sure you’d come. Follow me.” He escorted me to the nurse’s desk and handed me a sign-in sheet. “Fill this out and put this sticker on your shirt, please. Amanda will meet you here in a moment.”

I did as I was asked and took in my surroundings. Everything was foreign to me, sterile and harsh all the way down to the lighting. “Aria Scott?” A woman’s voice invaded my mind, distracting me from the thoughts running wild in my head.

“Yes,” I croaked.

“I’m Amanda. Thank you for coming. I know this is stressful, but it really is much easier on the patient to have a familiar face near when they wake after this kind of thing,” she said, placing her hand on my shoulder and urging me along.



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