It was somewhere between 1 and 3 in the morning when Charlotte realized that she wasn't alone in her room. Peering through sleep deprived haze she realized that Charlie's wife, Angie, was asleep in the chair next to her bed.
What did they do to deserve such friends? AA is suppose to be anonymous, but for the Westings and the Panchots it was as if long lost family members were finally given the opportunity to come together. Angie and Charlie, not having children of their own, practically adopted Sarah, then Jenny and Lovie, who Angie insisted on calling Laverne. But their closeness did not in anyway inhibit Charlie from being the sponsor he needed to be when the call came in.
A sleepy Angie inquired, "You awake?"
A more awake Charlotte answered, "Yeah." Then she asked, "Have you seen Jenny?"
"Yes, she is fine. It's a miracle. That arm of her's is as good as new."
Relief washed over Charlotte, as she asked, "Is she sleeping?"
"I would hope so, it's around 2:30 in the morning."
"What about Dr. Reid, has he been in to see her?"
And just like that the doctor walked in. "Did I hear my name?"
"What are you doing here?" asked Charlotte, who was only voicing the same thoughts as Angie.
"Someone has to take the night shift in ICU. I thought you'd want to hear about Jenny."
Dr. Reid could not have been more correct.
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