Wonders Never Cease by Tim Downs

Author:Tim Downs
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2010-09-12T16:00:00+00:00

22

Kemp allowed the door to the suite to slam shut behind him and immediately headed for the coffee. It was only their fourth day in the Century Plaza suite but the room was a complete disaster now; it looked like the Gulf Coast the day after Hurricane Katrina. The addition of a partner the size of Tino didn’t exactly help things.

The three men stopped writing and looked up.

“Hey,” Wes called out. “How’d it go last night?”

“Slick as a proctologist’s glove,” Kemp said. “What did you expect?”

“Did you make it through all the material?” Tino asked.

“Every line.”

“No problems then?”

“No problems.” Kemp paused. “But I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news.”

Biederman got up from the sofa. “What bad news? What’s going on? What happened?”

Kemp stared into his coffee cup; it looked like a layer of dirt had settled in the bottom. “I talked with Hayden’s neurologist last night. He plans to bring her out of her coma on Sunday.”

“Sunday? That’s tomorrow!”

“What does that mean for us?” Tino asked.

“It means we’ve only got one more shot at Hayden and that’s it. Tonight’s our last chance; later today they plan to start backing off on her propofol. I might be able to squeeze in a few extra minutes with her tonight, but that’s all. If there’s anything else we want our angel to say to her, he’d better say it tonight.”

“Only one more shot?” Wes said. “We need more time.”

“What have you guys been doing here? I gave you one little job.”

“Hey—you try writing a book in less than a week.”

“Guys, it’s like a children’s book. How hard can it be?”

“We need to think of anything else we want in the book,” Wes said. “C’mon, everybody, we need to pool our thoughts here.”

“That should be shallow water,” Kemp mumbled.

Tino put a hand on Kemp’s shoulder. “The man said everybody—that means you too, Bobby.”

Kemp begrudgingly dragged up an armchair and joined the others around the easel.

Wes rubbed his hands together as if he were warming himself in front of a fire. “All right, who’s got something? Anything at all—just toss it out.”

Biederman raised his hand.

“We’re not in kindergarten, Biederman. Just talk.”

“People are always living in the past,” he said. “You know, regrets and misgivings and all. ‘I could have done this better; I should have done that instead.’ I say, forget about it.”

“Forget about it?”

“It’s a waste of time and energy. What good does it do?”

“What if the regret involves someone else? You know—‘I shouldn’t have done that to my wife’ or something.”

“Forget about it—I guarantee you she’s trying to. What good does it do to keep bringing it up all the time? It’s like picking at a scab. Every time I try to apologize to my wife it only makes things worse—so forget about it.”

“You know, that’s not bad,” Tino said. “What does it really mean to forgive someone? It basically means you forget what they did to you.”

“Exactly,” Biederman said. “So the angel says, ‘Speed things up—forget about it now.’”

Wes jotted it on the easel with a felt-tip marker.

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