When They Found Out
Dale Edson
By Elena Ridgeway
spunkie_2003@yahoo.com
I had the best Valentine's Day. I met this hot blond chick in this bar the night
before, and we had some fun times. I couldn't think of a better way to spend a day off.
Lucy and I had gone out a couple of times, but she didn't close the deal fast enough.
Plus, I thought she had the hots for John Carter. Anyone stupid enough to like that
schmuck wasn't deserving of my time.
When I tried to enter the hospital, some cop stopped me and asked me for ID. I showed
it to him, not really caring why he was there. I went upstairs. Everyone was kind of in a
huddle, like they were talking about something important. I put away my stuff and went
into recovery to see if there was anyone to hand off. Peter Benton was sitting by one of
the patients and saying something. I figured he would be leaving soon and decided to ask
if he wanted to hand his patient off,so I could tell him that I would find someone else
because I didn't handle the trauma crap.
"Hey Benton. Do you..." I stopped in the middle of my sentence when I saw he was talking to Carter. "Hey John. That appendix finally get ya?" I didn't think it would be anything serious.
"Edson. Outside." Benton' voice was harsh, and I really didn't want to piss him off. He looked like he was ready to punch someone out. "That comment was inappropriate and uncalled for."
"Geez, I was just wondering why he was up here."
"You don't know, do you?" Know what, was my thought. Did Carter have cancer or something? What could it be? I shook my head.
"Carter and Lucy were attacked by a psych patient in the ER. She died, and he almost did. Learn to think before you speak and find out all the facts before you try to." He went back into the recovery room, and I stood there, shocked. So Carter finally got his comeuppence for being such a rich dick. But Lucy didn't deserve it. Even if she had a crush on Carter. She was a real sweet girl, and knew how to wear a thong. I'd miss her. It was that moment my pager went off, and I went to see what kind of nifty surgery they'd let me do today. I never thought back about any of it. After all, it had nothing to do with me. (I apologize if anyone reading this actually likes Edson. I think he's a character you love to hate, and would act like a total ass when he finds out)