After hearing Kevin make that comment
about the point he knew that Kevin was on to Bron’s
game. I guess I should at least give her forewarning
he thought. “Bron, you’re playing with fire and you’re
gonna get burned,” Jake spoke to her.
Bron walked to the phone and picked
it up. She turned to Jake, “Oh Jake, Kevin is in
for a real rude awakening.”
“Bron, what are you doing?” as he
“I’m calling my sweetie to come and
get me,” she chimed.
“He’s probably still in Pittsburgh,”
he replied matter-of-factly to her.
Bron picked up the phone and dialed
nine for an outside line and the phone went dead.
She did the same thing three more times. Bron looked
at Jake, “I must be doing something wrong.” Punching
zero for the operator she heard a voice on the other
end. “Hi this is suite 816. I’m trying to place
a long distance call. Could you help me?” she asked.
Jake jumped when he heard her yell.
“What do you mean the long distance is blocked at
the request of Mr. Richardson?” Jake watched her
slam the phone back in the cradle. “Fucker!” she
yelled and stormed to the bedroom.
Jake sat there in the chair shaking
his head. “Oh, Kev, you should get two points for
that.” Jake went to the desk in the suite, grabbing
a piece of stationary. He drew a T on the paper,
labeling one side Kevin and the other Bron. Placing
two points under Bron’s name and three under Kevin’s,
you’re winning by one Kevin, but can you stay there
he reflected. Gently he folded the paper and placed
in his shirt pocket. This should get very interesting
Bron came back a few minutes later
as she cooled down. “I can’t find my cell either.
Do you have it?”
“No, Mc probably does,” Jake told
Jake would you go to the store for
me?” she asked him.
“I can’t and you know it. If this
is part of your little game, forget it.”
“Please, it’s just a small list,”
as she handed it to him.
A knock came at the door. Jake walked
over and opened it.
“Where would she be Nick,” he answered
in an irritated tone.
“Stop it Jake, Nick didn’t do anything,”
Bron snapped at him.
Nick smiled sweetly at her, “Can
I come in Bron?”
“Sure!” she smiled.
Jake didn’t move from the door to
let Nick in as he tried to step into the suite.
“Jake he didn’t say I couldn’t have
company,” she groaned.
Jake moved to let Nick in.
“Whatcha doin?” Nick asked her.
Bron ignored the question figuring
if I tell him, he’ll tell Kevin. I need an ally.
“Nick what do you guys do on Sunday
if you’re off?” she inquired.
Nick shrugged his shoulders, “B-Rok
will go to church and then he’ll meet up with us.
We usually find a game on and crash in someone’s room.”
Bron’s eyes started to twinkle, “Humm,
when is the last time you guys had a home cooked meal,
not cooked by a chef or a cook?”
“Oh man, it’s been awhile. I’d kill
for non-restaurant, non-fancy food,” he sighed.
Jake was watching her very carefully.
He quickly glanced at the list and saw turkey before
she grabbed it away from him.
Bron went to the desk for a pen and
wrote more things on the paper. To Jake it looked
like she tripled the list. She walked up to Nick,
“Nick how would you like a Thanksgiving dinner to
go with that game?”
“Huh,” he stared at her blankly.
Bron rolled her eyes and shook her
head. “I know that, does it say anywhere you can
only eat turkey on holidays?”
“Turkey!” he exclaimed as his eyes
glazed over and he licked his lips.
“Yeah Nick with all the trimmings
and dessert too,” she added, waiting for the right
“You can do that here, without cooks?”
he asked her.
“Yes I can, but I have a problem,”
she promptly pouted.
“What?” slightly upset at hearing
that, he asked her.
“I can’t go to the store to get what
I need. Jake won’t go for me.”
“Hey no problem. I can’t either
but I know who can,” as he grabbed the list from her
Nick bolted for the door and Bron
called to him. “Wait, let me get my wallet you need
money,” as she headed to the bedroom for her purse.
Bringing it out she searched through it but didn’t
see her wallet.
Nick turned back with a beguiling
smile on his face. “You’re kidding right?” as he
walked out the door.
Bron looked at Jake, “I can’t find
my wallet have you seen it?”
“No but you did earn a point for
that little stunt,” he said.
Bron giggled at him, “Thanks Jake.”
“What are you going to do poison
him?” Jake laughed.
“Damn, I knew I left something off
that list.” She chortled.
“I got the impression Kevin wanted
a little personal time tomorrow, ALONE.” Jake smiled
“Yeah, so did I. Let’s see how alone
you can be with eight other people. Alone time is
not going to happen Jake.” she wrinkled her nose up
“I gotta give you another point Bron.
He’s gonna have a fit.”
“Yeah I know,” a little he-he escaped
from her as she resumed her search for her wallet.
“Where is it? Dammit, I have to
find it. Maybe its in my luggage. I’ll look for
it in a minute. I hope I didn’t lose it somewhere.”
She paused out of frustration, “Jake would you check
the bus for it?”
“No” he retorted.
“Jake please, I won’t leave, I promise.”
Walking to the door he spoke, “Okay,
but don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone.”
Jake left while Bron ripped her luggage
and the bedroom apart. She figured she would call
the laundry service while she was searching since
she didn’t have any clean clothes left. She continued
to Sort clothes and search at the same time.
Where is it? It has to be here.
I need my calling card to call Mc. I can’t find my
cell. What the hell is going on? She spoke to herself
as she furiously searched. Well it must be on the
bus. Glancing at her watch shit, it’s nine-thirty
all ready. My head hurts again. I’m going to take
Once the Jacuzzi was filled, she
settled in it. Her headache was coming back quickly
and very strong. The stuff Mary gave me must be wearing
off, she muttered. On top of it her cell and wallet
were missing. How the hell am I going to get out
of here without my damn wallet.
She was sitting with her head on
her knees because she didn’t want to get the stitches
wet in the back of her head. Damn my head hurts so
bad I could cry. She heard Jake come in and yell
to her. “Did you find it Bron?”
“No, did you?”
Jake ambled back to stand inside
the bedroom door and surveyed the hurricane that hit.
“Whoa Bron, what a mess. What are these bags?”
“Did you find it Jake?” she spoke
raising her voice slightly.
“No I didn’t.”
“Well, where the hell is it? It
doesn’t have feet and walk away,” She growled.
A knocking on the suite door interrupted
them. “Jake, that’s the laundry service. I hate
doing this but I don’t have any clean clothes left.
Now I have to figure out how to pay for it, dammit.”
Jake went opened the door and told
the young man to wait one second. Walking back to
the bedroom, “Which bags Bron?”
“The three on the floor.”
“Think you brought enough for a two
day stay Bron.”
“Shut up Jake, my headache is back.”
Picking up the bags, he walked back
out to the door and handed them off to the young boy.
As he was passing the bags Kevin came back down the
Cocking his head sideways pausing
by the door, “Wassup?”
“Laundry,” Jake answered.
“Oh, thrilling,” he quipped.
Kevin treaded into the bedroom to
get his brief case and saw Bron sitting in the tub.
Looking at her he started to worry immediately.
“Headache back?” he questioned her.
“Yeah, big time my eyes even hurt.”
Kevin walked over and sat on the
ledge of the tub.
“Are you gonna be all right?” continuing
his questioning of her. It took some gusto to actually
recover from the hit she received today, let alone
be up and moving. He was concerned about the repercussions.
He thought that maybe it would have been best to leave
her with Dr. Shaw until they knew for sure she would
be okay. Then he kissed her and that though left
“I don’t know,” she whispered.
That answer shocked him, she has
always been straightforward with him. Idly he watched
her as he picked up the bar of soap and washcloth
off the ledge of the tub. He dipped the washcloth
in the water and pulled it out. Soaping up the washcloth
he began to wash her neck and back. As he rinsed
the soap off her, she never said a word to him. Setting
the washcloth down he stood up and dried his hands.
“I’ll go get Mary,” he stated.
“What are you doing here anyway?
I thought you had business to take care of,” she said
“I do. I forgot something ok,” he
Kevin strode out to Jake, grabbing
his brief case on the way. Setting it down on the
couch he flipped it open and started speaking to him.
“Jake keep an eye on her she doesn’t feel good. I’m
going to go get Mary right now.”
Jake glanced at Kevin as he absorbed
what he said. “Ya know the mess in the bedroom is
caused from that,” he whispered. Jake pointed to
Kevin’s brief case where Bron’s wallet and cell sat
nestled in the corner of it.
Kevin smiled, “Look at this way,
no money, no credit cards, no calling card, and no
phone. What can she do, but stay with me.”
Jake reached in his shirt pocket,
pulled out his piece of paper, and unfolded it. After
unfolding it, he made a hash mark on it. As he was
folding the paper back up Kevin grabbed it from him.
“What’s this?” as he unfolded it.
Jake mumbled, “Damn.”
Kevin grinned, “Tie huh. I can fix
that,” as he grabbed Jake’s pen.
“Hey Bron?” he giggled.
“What?” came from the bathroom.
“Any long distance calls while I
was gone darlin’?”
“Kiss my ass Richardson,” came from
the bathroom again.
Kevin put a mark under his name,
folded the paper and handed it back to stunned Jake.
“I’m not going to lose,” he said ruefully.
“I think I’ll have A.J. start a pool.
You want in Jake?” he asked as he snapped his briefcase
shut and then headed for the door.
“No way, I can’t bet against a lady
and I always bet to win,” Jake snickered. Kevin was
going for broke, if he won he would keep the prize,
Kevin winked at him, “I’ll ask Mary
to come down in a minute.”
“What are you up to anyway?” Jake
“Nothing,” he replied.
“Yeah right, Kevin don’t hurt her.”
Jake whispered to him.
“Never Jake, Never,” he spoke quietly.
“Promise?” Jake sighed.
“Promise,” Kevin answered.
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