~High School Sweetheart~ / part thirteen
Jon flew to Sheridan that morning, but before he left, he begged me to be careful. To keep my eyes, and ears open to everything around me. My heart was racing, beating from the deepest part of my stomach. Screaming at me, "Don't let Jon go to Sheridan!" "Jon", I pleaded, I don't want you to go!"
"Lynn, I can't let this go, especially now!" I was tearing up, shaking, "Jon please let it go, I'm so afraid!"
"Lynn" he answered, "I love you, but I have to know why Kelli died, I need to know what happened!"
Suddenly, I remembered where I was at the moment, and someone may be listening to this conversation. But I couldn't let Jon go without telling him how I felt. "Jon, I love you, and I don't want to lose you!"
I hadn't seen Paul standing against the wall looking at me. I turned with tears blurring my vision, just as Paul slid down the wall slowly.
The kids, and I followed the ambulance to the hospital. Paul was in a coma by the time the paramedics arrived. I registered Paul, and the kids were sent to a waiting room. By the time I had finished they had Paul in intensive care. A Dr. Alan Morris came into the waiting room, reached out his hand to me,