question.
“No, Mr. Lawrence, I’m not married.”
“No one at home who you have to rush off to, so have dinner with me.”
“I’d love to, but I have a roommate from the nursing school, and we’re studying tonight for a big test.”
He covered his chest with both hands. “Ouch, I’m rejected. Maybe next time, my dear.”
“Perhaps.” Shameful of me to tease an old man, but I didn’t have the heart to spill my guts with my amount of baggage.
I was perplexed why he only had hired help with him and never any family, but it wasn’t my place to ask.
“Next week, I’m bringing my grandson for you to meet.”
“I look forward to that. What’s his name?”
“Dane.”
“Well, I’ll see you and Dane on Monday then.”
I said goodbye to Mr. Lawrence and finished my shift, after which, Darlie and I picked up Chinese takeout and went to my house to share with Karina before we settled in for a weekend of studying.
“I’m having an adult libation with dinner, celebrating having received the crankpot patient award today,” Karina bellowed as she plopped on some pillows by the coffee table.
“Oh no, what happened?” Darlie asked.
“A four-year-old little boy told me I was no longer his friend when I had to stick his finger for the third time in one day to check his blood sugar.”
“Wow, Karina, that’s really sad. You lose friends on a daily basis, don’t you?” I teased.
“Well, at least your patients don’t stick their tongues out at you every time you come in the room,” Karina joked and got up to throw her container in the trash.
“No, they are sweet, and most of them are scared to death,” I yelled out to her.
“I think the move was a good one for you. You’ve come a long way, and I’m proud of you,” Darlie offered.
“Me too,” Karina echoed from the kitchen.
“It’s hard to believe that almost a year has gone by. I miss him so much, and sometimes, I still pick up the phone to call him. It so damn weird, like I live in a time warp, but yes, I’ve come a long way and can finally see I’m ready to move on with my life. I know it’s what he would’ve wanted.”
“Does that mean date?” Darlie asked, grabbing my forearm for added attention.
“Maybe. It just means that today when Mr. Lawrence asked if I was married, it hurt, you know. But I realized I’m going to get that question often, and one of these days I do want to be married and have a family, so it made me realize that maybe I’m open to it.”
“That’s awesome,” Karina said. “I’m gonna go get ready. Aaron’s picking me up. I can’t wait to tell him you’re on the market. He’s got some cool friends.”
“See, that’s the shit I’m talking about,” I groaned.
Darlie just laughed when I rolled my eyes.
My intercom buzzed. “Wrenn, Mr. Lawrence is here.”
“Okay, I’ll be right there.” I left my desk and went to the side entrance with the wheelchair, but there was no sign of Mr. Lawrence. I walked to the front reception, and there he sat ready to go.
“Well, you’re a magician today. Already in a chair. Poof.” I threw my hands up.
“No, Dane helped me, and then he had to run an errand, but I want you to meet him. I’ve told him all about you.”
“Oh, you did, did you? Well, I bet that was interesting, since you and I have only been dating for a week now, and you already want me to meet the family.” I pushed him back for his chemo treatment.
“Young lady, you are adorable and the highlight of my day, every day.”
“Well, I feel the same way about you. When are we getting married?”
“Tomorrow soon enough?” he teased.
“Tomorrow, it is.” I left him with the nurse for his treatment and went to my desk to work on charts. A little while later the nurse called and asked me to come back to Mr. Lawrence’s room. It wasn’t time for him to leave, and I rushed back, thinking something was wrong.
When I opened the door, he was sitting there all chummy, talking to a