Ry's call from the Doctor; G
He had been putting this off ever since Renee had said the word 'Hemlock' over her cup of Chai. Then suddenly, as soon as the hospital had said those words to him this morning, this had been the first thing he had set about doing. Not 'thought' about doing, so much. He had pocketed money and headed out the front door of his house before even giving much thought to where he was supposed to be going.
You at the skate park? had been the txt sent to Jocelin on the way.
In the meantime, he'd had plenty of time mulling over in his head the brief but meaningful conversation on the phone.
"Am I talking to Ryan Chambers?"
"Yes."
"This is Dr. Shawn Phally. I'm your father's doctor. Have you heard of me?"
"No."
"Well, that is as it will be. I'm afraid I have bad news for you, son. I had suggested that your mother tell this to you yourself, but we can't seem to manage to bring her out of herself, and it seemed imperative that you get the news as soon as possible."
I can be. wat's up?
Special order. Can you do hemlock?
"Your father... he didn't make it through the surgery last night..."
There had been more to the conversation. Not that Ry had replied to any of it. Dr. Phally had attempted getting him to respond a few more times, then given up and just handed him information that he would need. Ry supposed that the sound of his breathing was reply enough for the good doctor. Eventually, coming to the end of his speech, the doctor had sighed on his end of the line, offered if anything he could do, then regretfully, hung up the phone.
Tough one. let me get back to you.
Slink would be at school. He wasn't really in the mood for busking. The mood took him to buy a train ticket and high tail it away from here, from responsibilities and the mess that his father had now left him in. Typical. Even in death the bastard had managed to screw him around.
It had been hours before Ry had heard reply back from Jocelin.
Right, possible. where are you now? is there anybody at your house?
Admitting to himself that that was probably the best place to pass this along, Ry sent back a txt saying, Headed back there now.
There were more constructive things to do, after all, than high tail it from here to the next county.
You at the skate park? had been the txt sent to Jocelin on the way.
In the meantime, he'd had plenty of time mulling over in his head the brief but meaningful conversation on the phone.
"Am I talking to Ryan Chambers?"
"Yes."
"This is Dr. Shawn Phally. I'm your father's doctor. Have you heard of me?"
"No."
"Well, that is as it will be. I'm afraid I have bad news for you, son. I had suggested that your mother tell this to you yourself, but we can't seem to manage to bring her out of herself, and it seemed imperative that you get the news as soon as possible."
I can be. wat's up?
Special order. Can you do hemlock?
"Your father... he didn't make it through the surgery last night..."
There had been more to the conversation. Not that Ry had replied to any of it. Dr. Phally had attempted getting him to respond a few more times, then given up and just handed him information that he would need. Ry supposed that the sound of his breathing was reply enough for the good doctor. Eventually, coming to the end of his speech, the doctor had sighed on his end of the line, offered if anything he could do, then regretfully, hung up the phone.
Tough one. let me get back to you.
Slink would be at school. He wasn't really in the mood for busking. The mood took him to buy a train ticket and high tail it away from here, from responsibilities and the mess that his father had now left him in. Typical. Even in death the bastard had managed to screw him around.
It had been hours before Ry had heard reply back from Jocelin.
Right, possible. where are you now? is there anybody at your house?
Admitting to himself that that was probably the best place to pass this along, Ry sent back a txt saying, Headed back there now.
There were more constructive things to do, after all, than high tail it from here to the next county.