A Leisurely Walk Is A Luxury [8/?] | Saving Mr Banks.
[Happy Valentine’s Day - this is really a filler - and fluffy - chapter more than anything else.]
Pamela sat herself on the side of Ralph’s bed after helping Jane into her wheelchair and pushing the girl over to the bed. “You scared the life out of us” Pamela was taking the approach of scaring the life out of Ralph to make sure that he never did anything that could involve him ending up in hospital ever again. “What happened?” Jane’s curiosity was getting the better of her as she looked up at her father. Pamela turned her head to look at Ralph, showing that she too was interested in his answer. The man sighed heavily and glanced down into his lap then up at Pamela. “You’re going to have a go at me for it” He admitted, watching as Pamela took ahold of his hand, as though reassuring him that she wouldn’t react in the manner he expected her too. “I dropped the client back at his hotel, but I went to bakery near your hotel” Ralph revealed, and it took Pamela a moment to remember the bakery she had pointed out to him on the way to the restaurant the day before. “I wanted to treat you both to something nice, that’s why I was late. I was about to pull in when someone - probably drunk - crashed into the side of my car. I can’t remember much else” Ralph touched his left temple as he spoke, feeling as though his head had been repeatedly banged against a brick wall. Turning to look at Jane, Pamela was hit by a sudden realisation. She had lost her father because of alcohol. Jane - and herself - had almost lost Ralph because of the same substance. “I would take my daddy being here over all the cupcakes in the world any day of the week” Jane admitted, attempting a cheerful voice as she looked between the adults, forcing her joyful smile onto her face. “I agree. Not even all the cupcakes in the world could replace you” Pamela teased as she gave the man’s good hand a gentle squeeze.
Neither Jane nor Pamela left the man’s side throughout the morning. Even when Pamela spent most of the morning chasing down the doctors - constantly asking for updates - while Jane read the newspaper to her father - as well as a seven year old could. Pamela returned with a doctor on her heels, and a curled fist resting against both side of her slender hips. “I’m fine” Ralph protested, not wanting to cause the doctors any more trouble. “No. No, No” Pamela glared at the injured man for a moment before turning to face the doctor. “He hasn’t gotten any pain medication this morning. His arm and left side are giving him bother” She informed, watching as Ralph sighed before holding his good hand up as a sign of his surrender. “Your wife is a persistent one” The doctor joked as he moved to one of the machines, Pamela opened her mouth to protest until Jane pipped in, clearly the only one who remembered the strict ‘immediate family only’ rule for the ward. “Yes, mummy doesn’t take no for an answer” Jane fluttered her eyelashes at the doctor as she attempted to appear as ‘cute’ as possible to keep the lie going. The last thing any of them needed was Pamela being kicked out of the ICU room because she wasn’t Ralph’s wife. While the doctor smiled at Jane, Pamela caught the confused look on Ralph’s face - trust him to be the one to mess it all up. “My husband has come to learn that I’m always right - the hard way of course” Pamela attempted to distract the middle aged doctor as he worked with the machine beside Ralph’s bed, increasing the dosage of the antibiotics and medication. It was when the doctor’s back was turned that Jane pointed out the strict ‘immediate family only’ poster outside Ralph’s doctor, one of at least a dozen dotted throughout the ward. The man nodded his head in understanding; why hadn’t he caught onto that sooner?
It was only several minutes later that the doctor left the trio alone. “So you’re my wife now?” Ralph teased, allowing himself to smile as the pain in his left side gradually disappeared. He tried his best to not think about just how close he had came too losing this all; Jane could have grown up without a father and Pamela could have lost another man in her life. Life was priceless. He had to live for today, too not worry about tomorrow and not to focus too much on the past. “For all intent and purposes I am for the moment” Pamela teased right back at the man as she sat herself down on the bottom of his bed. Shaking his head, Ralph had never been so thankful for what his life was like now. He had Jane and now...he had Pamela too.
Pamela sat herself on the side of Ralph’s bed after helping Jane into her wheelchair and pushing the girl over to the bed. “You scared the life out of us” Pamela was taking the approach of scaring the life out of Ralph to make sure that he never did anything that could involve him ending up in hospital ever again. “What happened?” Jane’s curiosity was getting the better of her as she looked up at her father. Pamela turned her head to look at Ralph, showing that she too was interested in his answer. The man sighed heavily and glanced down into his lap then up at Pamela. “You’re going to have a go at me for it” He admitted, watching as Pamela took ahold of his hand, as though reassuring him that she wouldn’t react in the manner he expected her too. “I dropped the client back at his hotel, but I went to bakery near your hotel” Ralph revealed, and it took Pamela a moment to remember the bakery she had pointed out to him on the way to the restaurant the day before. “I wanted to treat you both to something nice, that’s why I was late. I was about to pull in when someone - probably drunk - crashed into the side of my car. I can’t remember much else” Ralph touched his left temple as he spoke, feeling as though his head had been repeatedly banged against a brick wall. Turning to look at Jane, Pamela was hit by a sudden realisation. She had lost her father because of alcohol. Jane - and herself - had almost lost Ralph because of the same substance. “I would take my daddy being here over all the cupcakes in the world any day of the week” Jane admitted, attempting a cheerful voice as she looked between the adults, forcing her joyful smile onto her face. “I agree. Not even all the cupcakes in the world could replace you” Pamela teased as she gave the man’s good hand a gentle squeeze.
Neither Jane nor Pamela left the man’s side throughout the morning. Even when Pamela spent most of the morning chasing down the doctors - constantly asking for updates - while Jane read the newspaper to her father - as well as a seven year old could. Pamela returned with a doctor on her heels, and a curled fist resting against both side of her slender hips. “I’m fine” Ralph protested, not wanting to cause the doctors any more trouble. “No. No, No” Pamela glared at the injured man for a moment before turning to face the doctor. “He hasn’t gotten any pain medication this morning. His arm and left side are giving him bother” She informed, watching as Ralph sighed before holding his good hand up as a sign of his surrender. “Your wife is a persistent one” The doctor joked as he moved to one of the machines, Pamela opened her mouth to protest until Jane pipped in, clearly the only one who remembered the strict ‘immediate family only’ rule for the ward. “Yes, mummy doesn’t take no for an answer” Jane fluttered her eyelashes at the doctor as she attempted to appear as ‘cute’ as possible to keep the lie going. The last thing any of them needed was Pamela being kicked out of the ICU room because she wasn’t Ralph’s wife. While the doctor smiled at Jane, Pamela caught the confused look on Ralph’s face - trust him to be the one to mess it all up. “My husband has come to learn that I’m always right - the hard way of course” Pamela attempted to distract the middle aged doctor as he worked with the machine beside Ralph’s bed, increasing the dosage of the antibiotics and medication. It was when the doctor’s back was turned that Jane pointed out the strict ‘immediate family only’ poster outside Ralph’s doctor, one of at least a dozen dotted throughout the ward. The man nodded his head in understanding; why hadn’t he caught onto that sooner?
It was only several minutes later that the doctor left the trio alone. “So you’re my wife now?” Ralph teased, allowing himself to smile as the pain in his left side gradually disappeared. He tried his best to not think about just how close he had came too losing this all; Jane could have grown up without a father and Pamela could have lost another man in her life. Life was priceless. He had to live for today, too not worry about tomorrow and not to focus too much on the past. “For all intent and purposes I am for the moment” Pamela teased right back at the man as she sat herself down on the bottom of his bed. Shaking his head, Ralph had never been so thankful for what his life was like now. He had Jane and now...he had Pamela too.