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Part 18 � Min and Edward arrive

Cindi and Don scavenged some chairs from around the hospital
so that no one would have to sit on the room�s second bed.� They all got themselves as comfortable as
possible and settled in for a long vigil.

Don was sitting by Will�s bed, telling Cindi a mildly
entertaining story from his baseball days, when an angry voice outside Will�s
room in ICU said, �I don�t need your permission to see my son!�

Don winced and Cindi jumped up to open the door.� Min Stevens had arrived.

The door swung open and David stepped aside, his face
expressionless, to allow Dr. Edward Stevens and his wife into the room.

Don stood up, keeping a hold of Will�s hand.� �Mrs. Stevens, Dr. Stevens.�

Min nodded at him, her eyes on Will.� She looked upset, anxious and � Don wondered
if it was just his imagination, but � smug,
like she�d been proven right.

Struggling to keep a welcome smile on his face, Don set
Will�s hand by his side on the bed and waved for Min to take the chair next to
Will.

Edward asked Cindi, �What did you say the name of his doctor
is?�

�Dr. Rose-Mary Jones,� Cindi said.

�Right,� Edward said. ��I�m going to go talk with her.�

�Makes sense,� Cindi said and Don nodded agreement.

Edward left and Min slowly sat in the chair that Don had
just vacated.

�Did Cindi explain to you what Dr. Jones wants us to
do?�� Don asked.

She sat, her hands in her lap, staring at Will.� �Something about talking to him all the
time.�

�Talking to him or around him, so he can hear our familiar
voices.� And also touching him.�

�I see,� Min said then didn�t say anything more or move to touch Will.

Don searched for something to say to her.� �So you don�t like hospitals?�

Min raised her perfectly tweezed eyebrows.� �Do you?�

�Um, no,� Don said.� �But
I�m not married to a doctor.�� Doesn�t it
make things awkward sometimes?�

�Edward has his work and I have mine,� she said
stiffly.� �He doesn�t come to my catering
events.�

�Um, no, of course not.�
How is your business doing?�

�It�s doing well,� Min said, unbending slightly.

�I�m not surprised,� Don said sincerely.� �Considering how good the one taste I had of
your cooking was.�

She nodded graciously.

�Perhaps, umm,� Don said.�
�I could get one of the books Will was reading and you could read that
to him?�

�What sort of thing was he reading?� Min asked skeptically.

�Umm, why don�t I go get them from the car and you can just
� talk to Will until then.�� Don turned
to leave then realized he hadn�t introduced his father.� �Oh, Mrs. Stevens, this is my father, Alan
Eppes.�

Alan stepped over, holding out his hand.� �It�s good to meet you.� Your son is a delight to have around.�

Min took his hand briefly, her manner cool.� �Nice to meet you.�

�I�ll go get those books now,� Don said quickly, leaving
Alan and Min to make awkward conversation.

Don shut the door behind him and David turned to him.

�Sorry �bout that,� David said.�

�Don�t be,� Don said.�
�You�re doing your job, that�s what matters.�

David nodded and Don hurried down the hall, not wanting to
leave Min and his father talking for long.�
He had the feeling that they wouldn�t see eye-to-eye on a great many
things.

When Don came back to Will�s room, Min was sitting silently,
looking off into the middle distance, and Alan and Cindi were talking about
baseball.

Don held up three books.�
�Let�s see, we�ve got �Her Smoke Rose Up Forever� by James Tiptree -
that�s short stories,� �Words in the
Mind� which is about, well, how the brain thinks about words, and �The Image of
the City� which my dad recommended, it�s sort of the psychology of urban
design.� My dad was an urban planner with
the city before he retired and he�s started up a consulting business now.�

Everyone looked at Min but she gave a sort of negative
shrug.�

Alan cleared his throat.�
�Umm, how about I read �The Image of the City� since I recommended it?�

Min got up and went to sit in a chair by the window.� Alan accepted the book from Don and took the
chair next to Will.�� He opened the book,
cleared his throat again, and started to read.

After a few minutes of Alan�s calm voice reading about how
city residents� mental map of a city rarely matched the physical reality,
Edward returned.�

�Anything new from the doctor?� Cindi asked.

Edward shook his head slowly.� �I�m afraid not.� It�s really just a waiting game now.�

Cindi grimaced and nodded.

�Sir,� Don said, standing up.� �I�d like you to meet my father, Alan
Eppes.� Dad, this is Dr. Edward Stevens.�

Alan stood up and they shook hands.�

�Doctor of what?��
Alan asked.� �I heard that you
were in surgery this morning.�

�Anesthesiology.� I
was working an emergency C-section this morning.�

�Oh, very tricky when you�ve basically got two patients,�
Alan said.

Edward nodded, smiling slightly.� �Both patients are fine.�

�Good!�� Alan
responded.

Edwards turned back to Cindi.� �Your older sister called.� She said you�d left a message and she wanted
a few more details.�

�Is she � coming here?� Cindi asked.

Edward just looked at her, and Cindi said with a sigh,
�Silly question.�

Don knew that Jenny Stevens hardly acknowledged Will�s existence,
let alone drop her job in New York to be at his bedside.

�Have you heard from Amy?��
Cindi asked.

�Did you call her?� Min asked sharply.� �I told you not to.�

�Of course, I called her, Mom,� Cindi said with
annoyance.� �She would want to
know.�� She turned to Don.� �Amy doesn�t have a car of her own - she
lives close to campus - so she was trying to figure out a way to get here.�

�I can help with that,� Don said eagerly.� �I�ll have someone pick her up.�

�Great!� Cindi said.�
�Let�s go somewhere we can use a phone.�

Don stood up, patted Will�s foot under the sheet, and went
with Cindi to the door.� Edward took a
chair near Min and Alan began to read again.

When the door was shut behind them, Don and Cindi looked at
each other and shared a grimace.

�That didn�t go too bad,� Cindi said with a shrug.�

�No,� Don agreed.�
�Not too bad.�

��Sorry about that,�
Cindi said to David.� �My mother tends to
think doors and guards don�t apply to her.�

David smiled and shrugged.

�We�ll be back in a few,� Don said.� Happy to have something that he could
actually do, Don walked with Cindi toward a place where they could make some
phone calls.
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