by: Marty Chrisman
Daisy ran into the waiting room where Bo was anxiously pacing the floor. Crying heavily, she threw herself into her cousin’s arms. Jesse followed close behind, his own eyes rimmed with red and wet with tears.
“Shhh………it’s okay.” Bo said soothingly, trying to smile encouragingly through his own tears. “It’s okay. The doctors got his heart going again just after I called y’all. Luke’s not dead, not yet anyway.”
“Thank the lord.” Jesse said, slumping down in a chair. “Did the doctor say anything else?”
“Just the same ole sh……” Bo caught himself before he said what he had started to say “uh….stuff. That he can’t make any guarantees and that if it happens again, he don’t think they’ll be able to get him back.” Bo helped Daisy to sit down next to Jessie on the battered plastic sofa. They were all stressed out and worried out of their minds. But as long as Luke was alive, they would continue their lonely vigil and keep on praying.
Daisy waited in the waiting room still too upset to see Luke in the intensive care unit, while Bo and Jesse went back to see Luke. Because of the recent developments, the doctor had bent his own rules and allowed both of them to go in at the same time.
Luke was deathly pale and showed no response when Jesse took his hand. “Come on, boy…” he said quietly “You gotta fight and keep fighting so you can come back home where you belong.”
“You can’t give up, cuz.” Bo said “Not now…..not yet.”