Alicia rapped on
the door to Ethan’s hospital room before walking in. As he turned his head to
look at her, she said, “hey, bro. I have a surprise for you.”
Ethan quirked an
eyebrow. “And that would be…” he prompted.
Jordan walked
into the room. “Hey, bud. How’ya doin’?” he drawled which usually made Ethan
laugh as he walked toward the bed.
Ethan held out
his arms. “Get over here and give me a hug!” As they hugged, Ethan let him have
it. “You bloody dumbass! What the hell
were you thinking, beating the shit out of Toby? As strong as you are you could
have killed him!”
Jordan stood up
and looked at Ethan dumbfounded. They went off on each other playfully many
times, but this was the first time either of them were serious. Ethan pointed
to a pillow in a chair and said, “Hand me that, will ‘ya?” As soon as he handed
the pillow to Ethan he was smacked upside the head with it. “Don’t you ever do
something as stupid as that again.”
“Ethan!” Alicia said as she took the
pillow from him then smacked Jordan upside the head with it. “That goes for me
too. You know how lucky you are that you’re not going to jail?” Ethan looked
puzzled. He half-expected for Jordan to spend the rest of his life in jail as
Big Bubba’s bitch.
“The judge sentenced
me to one-thousand hours of community service and a five-thousand dollar fine.
I’m surprised he didn’t put me on probation.” Jordan explained.
“He did. I think
you were too relieved to hear it. He gave you three years’ probation. You’ll
get a telecommunicator message shortly informing you of who your probation
officer will be. They may program your telecommunicator so they can keep tabs
on you. We’ll just have to wait and see.”
₪₪₪₪₪
“Well, Ethan,
you’ve come a long way,” Dr. Benzik told him. “How do you feel about going
home?”
He was like hell yeah but he didn’t dare voice his
excitement. Even though he was excited at the prospect of going home, he had
some trepidation. Could he go back to work? Would he still have customers?
Would his friends still want to hang out with him? He voiced those concerns.
“The only thing
I can tell you is this, you just take it one day at a time. I’ve set up a
couple of appointments with Dorothy. It’s totally up to you whether you
continue to see here, but I think it will do you good.”
“Sounds good to
me. When can I leave?”
“I’ll write up
the discharge orders and you can leave as soon as the nurse explains them to
you.”
Ethan struck out
his hand. “Thank you so much for everything, Dr. Benzik.”
₪₪₪₪₪
Walking into his
house he was greeted by all of his friends, family and several of his regular
customers, all giving him a hug and telling him how glad everyone was that he
was home. It didn’t take long for the welcome home party was in full swing.
After about an hour or so, Ethan called out for everyone to please quiet down.
“I’m sure by now
you’ve all seen the video that started all this. I was half-expecting to lose
all of you. After all, who wants to associate with a gay slut who takes on
anybody and everybody? I can’t tell you how much your support has meant to me,
as well as your continued friendship. I love you all!” Applause greeting his
little speech and once again, hugs abound.
₪₪₪₪₪
Looking over an
antique roll-top desk Ethan found something strange. He touched it and found
himself flying across the room, knocking himself out. A quick trip to the
emergency room and overnight stay declared him heathy again. Back in his
workshop examining the roll-top desk, he turned to look at the original
pictures and specifications when a man appeared out of thin air, close enough
to kiss him. He passed out.
When he came to,
he found himself looking up at the most gorgeous specimen of man he’d ever
seen. Tall and hunky with red hair and blue eyes. The guy offered his hand to
help him up, apologizing for startling him. Taking the guy’s hand it felt like
he got zapped with a hundred volts of electricity. What the hell was that?
From the startled look on the guy’s face, there was no doubt he felt it too.
Introductions
were made as Ethan thought Wow is this
guy awesomely hot. I know everyone around here. He must be just passing through
on his way somewhere. "I restore old furniture, and sometimes I help
with the restoration of old houses.”
“So I’m guessing that you’re really
good with your hands.”
Ethan had heard that used as a lame
pickup line many time. Even though he knew it wasn’t, this time he was kind of
wishing it was. He was really taken in by Ryan. He shrugged. “I guess. Did you
have something you wanted to have restored?”
“Possibly; I’m not really sure yet,
but if I do, I’ll definitely be in touch. I’m going to head out and let you get
back to work. Again, I apologize for startling you. It was nice to meet you.”
“Same here; let me know as soon as
you find out and I’ll give you a free estimate on what it will take.”
“Thanks. Take care, Ethan!”
“You too, Ryan.”
₪₪₪₪₪
As soon as Ryan left Ethan
closed up shop for the day. There was no way he’d be able to concentrate
on anything. He knew his brother Chris would be at the gym since he was off
work today. He jumped into his car and headed out. A few minutes later he was
at the gym where he found his brother.
Chris took one
look at his brother and said, “What’s wrong? You’re as pale as a ghost.”
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