{"id":630,"date":"2008-04-20T14:32:00","date_gmt":"2008-04-20T14:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/beltdrivebetty.com\/wyzwmnsworld\/?p=630"},"modified":"2010-09-29T18:27:18","modified_gmt":"2010-09-30T01:27:18","slug":"chapter-58","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wyzwmn9444.live-website.com\/?p=630","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 58"},"content":{"rendered":"

the sound: <\/strong><\/span>Liza Minelli \u2013 Money<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, <\/strong><\/span>Abba \u2013 Money<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, <\/strong><\/span>Flying Lizards \u2013 Money<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, <\/strong><\/span>Cyndi Lauper \u2013 Money<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, <\/strong><\/span>The Beatles \u2013 Money<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, <\/strong><\/span>50 Cent \u2013 Money<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, <\/strong><\/span>Ludacris \u2013 Money<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, <\/strong><\/span>AC\/DC \u2013 Money<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, <\/strong><\/span>Rush \u2013 Money<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, <\/strong><\/span>Pink Floyd – Money<\/strong><\/span><\/a><\/p>\n

We arrived at the hospital in time to see the bustle of activity of the hospital staff around the box of the truck.<\/p>\n

Boomer parked the bike and I jumped off as I watched them physically pry Rosie off of BarnYard and shove her out of the way. Robert and Greybeard stood off to the side, looking for the first time since I\u2019d met them, helpless.<\/p>\n

I watched as the trauma team moved BarnYard onto a gurney and rushed him inside leaving us all in their wake. Someone was sitting astride him on the gurney and I was pretty sure that didn\u2019t look good.<\/p>\n

Some of the boys moved up to stand near Robert and Grey as many of the women, myself included, moved towards Rosie. I heard gruff pronouncements from the men that \u201cthe Dr\u2019s would take BarnYard\u2026.or else!\u201d<\/p>\n

As I stood in front of Rosie I realized that I\u2019d seen that kind of look on someone\u2019s face before. Mine, the night Michael had died.<\/p>\n

Rosie\u2019s face was devoid of expression, her blood covered hands and arms were cold to the touch. I looked into her eyes and realized that she wasn\u2019t quite there, there was an emptiness I\u2019d not seen in her before. She was trembling and hunched around herself as if she were cold.<\/p>\n

I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pushed through the group of women and then the group of men as I headed for the door of the emergency ward, Rosie in tow. \u201cClassic shock\u201d I thought as I wracked my brain trying to remember what I\u2019d learned in that first aid course my father had forced me to take when I was young.<\/p>\n

All the while I kept up a running patter of \u201cit\u2019ll be ok Rosie, you did everything right, he\u2019ll be fine, you\u2019ll see, the Dr\u2019s will take care of him, you have nothing to worry about, lets just get you warmed up\u201d etc.<\/p>\n

We entered the hospital and headed towards the desk, a nurse looked up and saw all the blood on Rosie\u2019s clothes and raced around the counter to us. I explained that she wasn\u2019t hurt, and the blood wasn\u2019t hers, but that she\u2019d held her brother\u2019s wounds all the way into town.<\/p>\n

The nurse and I turned to look at Rosie as the trembling increased to flat out shaking that could have probably been called convulsing and in doing so I realized I could hear her teeth clacking together like some kind of eerie drum beat. The nurse barked orders at someone and a man appeared with a wheel chair and a blanket.<\/p>\n

\u201cI could feel him slipping away Baby\u201d Rosie said softly to me as they wheeled her away.<\/p>\n

I shook my head as I turned to head back towards the doors only to find, standing in a quiet group, Robert, GreyBeard, Boomer and all the others that had come into town with us. I\u2019d not even heard them come in behind us, so intent I\u2019d been on Rosie<\/p>\n

I looked to their right and through a window to see a rather large waiting room. \u201cGood thing it\u2019s large\u201d I thought, \u201cwe\u2019re liable to be here for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n

I headed into the waiting room, trailed by a gaggle of bikers. I flopped down to slump tiredly on a couch and found myself almost immediately flanked by Greybeard and Robert. My back stiffened as I wondered what was next.<\/p>\n

I sat there mutely watching the rest of the people that had arrived with us file into the room and take seats in little groups around us. I heard Snot making a phone call to check in on Wizard, the fellow that\u2019d gone down and those that stayed behind with him as I held myself rigidly still between these two huge men.<\/p>\n

Out of the corner of my eye Greybeard leaned his head slightly towards me and I turned to look at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cThank you for looking to Rosie, Baby\u2026I\u2019m afraid we were all too preoccupied with getting Barry here to see what this whole fucking thing was doing to her,\u201d the big man spoke, \u201c she\u2019s always been the closest to Barry\u201d he added.<\/p>\n

\u201cno big\u201d I mumbled, tremendously unsure of myself.<\/p>\n

Robert shuffled his weight about on the seat beside me and I swung around to look at him. He looked uncomfortable, as if he\u2019d found himself in unfamiliar territory as he quietly said \u201cuh yeah thanks\u201d<\/p>\n

I could\u2019ve stopped myself\u2026but mostly because I\u2019ve never been one to think before I speak\u2026I smarted\u2026\u201cwell ya know? This all coulda been avoiding if ya just hadn\u2019t a shot yer fuckin brother!\u201d<\/p>\n

Robert shifted up stiffly in his seat as all conversation in the waiting room came to a complete stop.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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