the phone down.
“Sorry, I tried to get it before it woke you. I guess that’s good
in a way. It’s time for you to eat and take your meds.”
“You took off work,” I croaked out.
“Don’t worry about that.” Hailey put her hand on my forehead.
She was still wearing the same clothes she had on the night before.
She looked worn out.
“Stayed here all night?”
“Uh-huh.” Her tired eyes twinkled. “After you eat and take
your meds, I’m going to borrow your shower if that’s all right.”
“Make yourself at home. Is that Grease I hear?”
Hailey smiled back at me as she walked toward the door.
“Yep, is it too loud? I can have Fuzzy turn it down.”
I smiled weakly and shook my head.
Hailey returned five minutes later with buttered toast, juice,
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and a banana. “Have you eaten?” I asked as she set a tray over
my lap.
She patted the tray. “Brought this from home. I like to eat
breakfast in bed and watch TV on lazy mornings. And yes, I have
eaten.”
“Thank you.” I nibbled on a piece of toast as she watched me.
“I can’t tell you how much I appreciate what you and Marvin have
done for me.”
“You should’ve called me.” Hailey handed me the juice and
waited for me to take a sip. “I had no idea you were so sick.”
“Thought I could tough it out.”
“Marvin bought you Popsicles and sherbet last night when he
went to the pharmacy. Although, I wouldn’t suggest trying that
until we see if you can hold breakfast down.”
I managed to eat the two pieces of toast and half the banana.
Hailey gave me the pills I was supposed to take and went off to
take a shower. As soon as the bathroom door closed, I heard the
ticking of nails on the floor beside my bed. Fuzzy looked up at
me with a dog smile.
I patted the bed. “Wanna come up here and—” She was on
the bed curled up next to me before I could finish the sentence. I
turned on the TV and flipped through the channels. Fuzzy yipped
when I landed on the Home Shopping Network. “Surely you jest,”
I said in disgust.
She looked back at me as if to say, I jest not, leave it there.
“What about the Syfy channel?” She grimaced. “Animal Planet?”
We came to an uneasy truce with America’s Funniest Videos.
When Hailey came into the bedroom a while later, she looked
at Fuzzy and me. “Did you invite her up there?”
“I did, so don’t fuss at her. She’s very sensitive. They’re doing
a segment on funny cats. We haven’t seen a dog yet.”
Hailey felt my brow and frowned. “You’re still a little warm.
How’s your stomach feeling?”
“Better, but my throat feels like hamburger.”
Hailey made a face. “How about a Popsicle?”
“Grape would be good.” I felt like I was five, but I had to
admit it was nice to be taken care of.
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“You can sit on the bed with us,” I said when Hailey returned
with my Popsicle and a coffee for her.
“All right, but let me know if we keep you awake.” She settled
on the other side, propped a pillow against the headboard, and
immediately started laughing at the show.
“I have pay-per-view. We could order a movie if you’d like.”
Hailey looked at me and smiled. “Maybe later. Your eyes look
like two slits. I doubt you’d make it through the first scene.” She
reached over and took the melting Popsicle from my fingers and
wiped my hand with a tissue.
I fell into a restless sleep. All sorts of weird dreams played
through my mind. I was on the podium at the conference, and
Hailey was in the audience watching me as Zoe shaved her head.
I tried to yell but couldn’t make a sound. I couldn’t move, either.
My feet were stuck to the floor. It switched to me and Hailey
being in the backseat of my car while someone drove us around.
The car started to go faster, and as we began to complain, we
realized that Fuzzy was at the wheel.
I awoke to find Fuzzy draped over my legs and Hailey
curled up in a ball next to me. They were sound asleep. Both of
Hailey’s hands were tucked beneath her chin. She was off deep in
dreamland as her eyes moved beneath closed lids. I wondered if
Fuzzy was chauffeuring her, as well.
It felt good to have her there. I could see us on Sunday
mornings with the newspaper spread out across the bed. Both of
us nibbling on something and drinking coffee as Fuzzy dozed at
our feet. Playfully arguing over whom would cook dinner, me
winning, her cooking, and choosing what movie we’d see that
afternoon. Okay, maybe I’d cook, I thought as I drifted off with
the blissful image imprinted on my brain.
“A shower?” Hailey shook her head. “I don’t know. You were
staggering all over the place last night.”
I’d just polished off a bowl of soup and was feeling stronger.
“I stink. I’ve been sweating, and my hair feels awful. It’ll make
me feel better.”
Hailey pursed her lips. “If you can make it to the bathroom
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without stumbling, it’s a deal, but I’m going to sit outside the door.
If I hear anything that scares me, I’m coming in.”
I made the short trip without incident and closed the door in
Hailey’s and Fuzzy’s faces. The warmth of the shower and the
feeling of being clean made me feel better. When I dropped a
bottle of lotion, the door opened a crack. I saw one green eye and
a snout much lower that sniffed and backed away.
“I’m dressed. You can open the door if it’ll make you feel
better.”
Hailey put the lid down on the toilet as I brushed my teeth.
“You can sit here and I’ll blow dry your hair.”
Her nails against my scalp felt like heaven. My hair didn’t
look like it did when Marvin got a hold of it, but I have to say I
enjoyed Hailey’s technique much better. Hailey switched off the
dryer. “I’ve changed your sheets, so everything is all fresh. Time
for you to go back to bed.”
“That is so sweet.” I looked forward to snuggling in. “How
am I ever going to make this up to you?”
She ignored my question and smiled. “They were easy to find
since you had them filed in the cabinet marked ‘sheets.’”
“You’re just jealous,” I said as I climbed into bed. “Not
everyone is as organized as I am.”
Hailey looked kind of awkward as she watched me get settled.
“Climb in.” I tossed the covers back on what I considered her
side of the bed. She smiled and crawled in. Fuzzy took that as an
invitation for her, as well, and hopped up on my side.
“I’m sorry.” Hailey sat up and opened her mouth to say
something to Fuzzy before I stopped her.
“She’s fine. She keeps my feet warm. Let her stay.”
We decided that a scary flick was perfect for the overcast
gray day. A Haunting in Connecticut scared the shit out of us.
After it was over, we lay a bit closer while we told scary stories
of our own.
“I was terrified of the house we lived in when I was a little