The Wrong Time by Alana Jade

Author:Alana Jade [Jade, Alana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-05T16:00:00+00:00

Adam

Nerves wrack my body, or perhaps I’m scared. I’ve never let anyone else know how I feel, although I suspect Georgia knows. She’s got a good sense for these situations. I’m probably giving myself away by how much I’m squeezing her hand as we walk into the reception area.

“Beverley Cunningham?” I ask an older woman, her red hair pulled tightly into a bun high on her head. She’s sitting behind a Perspex screen, tapping away on a computer.

The emergency department is busy, the waiting area packed full of people.

“Sorry?” the receptionist scowls.

Dammit! She would have heard perfectly what I said. What she doesn’t know is that my quota for putting up with morons today has been maxed out, and if she doesn’t change her tune, I’m going to become angry.

“My mother, Beverley Cunningham, was brought here from her nursing home. Can we see her, please?”

“Take a seat. I’ll find out where she is.” She points toward the chairs. We take a step back from the desk, and after looking around the waiting room again, we stand against a wall. There are no two seats together, anyway, and I don’t particularly care to sit next to an obviously sick child or sneezing adult.

The woman walks away and comes back moments later but doesn’t call us back. This irritates me further. What if Mom’s condition is serious? Life or death? Will she have us waiting here until she’s ready to call for us?

We stand there for a good ten more minutes being ignored before a man wearing a white lab coat comes to a side door asking for Beverley Cunningham’s family.

“Do you want me to come, too?” Georgia asks, placing her free hand on my forearm.

“We’re both her family. I’m not leaving you out here.” I don’t know why she felt the need even to ask. I thought it’d be a given she’s coming too. We share everything.

We walk toward the large white door and are shown inside. This emergency department is so much nicer than any others I’ve seen. It seems to be freshly painted, which always gives anything a facelift.

The doctor shows us into a side room before introducing himself as Dr. Wagner. I shake his hand— this isn’t one of Mom’s regular doctors. He must be the emergency department’s physician. The stark white room is not much bigger than a broom closet being made to feel much smaller with four rather large black chairs inside it. There’s nothing else, not even a table.

We sit on the chairs, my knee bouncing up and down waiting to hear about Mom’s condition. Georgia removes her beanie before resting her hand on my knee to try and calm me, but it isn’t working. The doctor sits opposite us, a cream manila folder now resting on his lap.

“I’m looking after your mother until her specialist arrives,” Dr. Wagner begins. “She’s been sedated as she was quite panicked when the paramedics brought her in.”

Fuck. Sedated. Dammit! I knew she’d be terrified.

“She’s petrified of hospitals, and the thought of being taken to one comes from when my father passed.

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