Betsy had been driving about fifteen minutes when the lights of the town ahead could be seen through the fading sun of the day. “See Mike, just up over than next hill and we are off on our adventure.
Mike reached over a kissed her on the cheek. “This will be a great vacation babe.”
As they crested the hill Betsy turned and said, “You are so right.” That would be the last thing she remembered. She awoke in a strange bed and knew from the IV that she was in a hospital but how, why, where was Mike? She slowly moved her hand to look for a button and felt pain shoot through her chest. She finally found the button and pressed it.
“May I help you?” came the voice over the intercom.
“Where is Mike?”
“Just a moment Betsy, I will get your doctor.”
For what seemed like an eternity she waited to hear news of Mike. The doctor finally came into the room with a big booming voice, “Well look who finally woke up.”
“How long have I been asleep? Where is Mike? What happened?”
“Slow down Betsy. You were in a car accident do you remember that at all?”
“No, just driving up the hill outside of town, then waking up here.”
“Well you were in a very serious accident. A drunk driver crossed the center line and hit you head on.”
“Where is Mike?”
“Unfortunately, I am afraid to tell you that Mike did not live. Neither did the driver of the other car. But the good news is you and the baby are both ok. You have some cracked ribs, a broken leg and lots of bruises.”
“You can’t be right. Mike never gets hurt or sick. He is just in another room isn’t he?”
“I am sorry to say no Betsy. Mike and Jerry Duncan, the driver, both died.”
She looked in shock as tears started to well in her eyes. Then she suddenly turned back to the doctor and said, “Did you say baby?”
“Yes, you and your baby are both going to be fine with a little rest and recovery.”
Betsy burst into tears. She just lost the love of her life but gained something more that would always connect her to Mike – a child.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – live