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- At 12:22 AM Dr. Rasher called Millie Jenkins. Her bedside phone awakened her, she had forgotten to switch on the answering machine.
- "Who is this?", entered Dr. Rasher’s ear, he looked at the time.
- "Hello, Mrs. Jenkins this is Dr. Rasher. I’m sorry to call you so late but I think..."
- Millie interrupted him. "Have you been drinking?"
- "Uh...yes... wine, a nice Chardonnay... French, but I’m not drunk. I think..."
- "How very pleasant to receive a call from someone I don’t like, and so considerate of you, to call in the middle of the night! Thank you all to hell, Sampson! May I call you Sampson?"
- "Uh... yes. And again, I apologize Mrs. Jenkins, truly I... uh... may I call you Millie?"
- "No! You may call me in the morning!" Millie hung up, switched on the answering machine, and pushed the ‘Mute’ button.
- She noticed there was one message waiting. She pressed the ‘Caller ID’ button. Her son BJ had called. She checked the message’s time. He had called when she was in the shower. Or, as she would say, "Enjoying my evening ablutions." She thought if BJ’s call was important he would have called a second time, he hadn’t. Millie smiled after thinking of how she snubbed Dr. Rasher. She lay back in bed, and looked at Harold’s pillow. "Harold... I miss irritating you like that. I think your doctor has figured out how to weasel out of his problem." She patted Harold’s pillow. "Goodnight dear." She giggled, "No Harold. Not tonight. I have a headache." She moved around, found the warm spot, and went back to sleep.
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- BJ had called his mother to tell her he wasn’t going to meet her for breakfast the next morning. Instead he was going to be the Best Man at a wedding.
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- A little past 9 AM, while sitting on the edge of her hospital bed, Angel and Doug were married.
- After saying their ‘I DOs’, there was a small wedding reception. The wedding cake was two Twinkies, cut in half, and coffee in cardboard cups to replace Champagne.
- BJ gave his Best Man speech in which he told them they could check out of the hospital the next day, and if the twins continued to gain weight, they could go home too... within a week or so.
- Angel thought BJ’s speech was the best speech ever given at any wedding reception. Her only concern was that there was no home, to go home to. Her apartment above the VFW no longer existed. There was no longer a second floor to the building. The early December storm had demolished the roof, and the building had been rebuilt into a single story structure. And while they were in the hospital, Doug had been evicted from his apartment.
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- After completing her activities as Bridesmaid, Nurse Louise Rencher was given the honor of entering the twin’s names into Timberhill Hospital’s computer system. She entered the name Mark in the, ‘FIRST NAME’ box, then replaced ‘Left Foot Trauma’ with the letter ‘L’, and finally entered Furr as the baby’s last name. She entered Luke R. Furr as the second baby’s name.
- The names weren’t chosen from the Bible. Both Angel and Doug were ‘Star Wars’ movie fans. Doug named Mark as a tribute to Mark Hamill. Angel chose Luke because Luke Skywalker was the name of Hamill’s character in the movie series. The ‘L’ and ‘R’ initials, instead of names, honored Nurse Rencher’s temporary names for the twins, (Left Foot Trauma and Right Foot Trauma). As Doug pointed out, his middle name was just the letter ‘X’, so single-letter middle names seemed appropriate.
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- Dr. Rasher called Millie Jenkins about the same time, as Angel and Doug’s wedding reception ended.
- "Hello.", entered Dr. Rasher’s ear.
- "Hello. Mrs. Jenkins this is Dr. Ras..."
- Millie interrupted, "Sampson... this is much better timing...are you sober?"
- "Yes."
- "Good! Now you may speak to me."
- "I can give you my third of the bar!" Dr. Rasher blurted out, hoping to avoid an interruption.
- Millie smiled and waited a few seconds. "How very kind of you. When?"
- "After you contest the will!" He waited again.
- "On what grounds?"
- "You can claim Harold was insane, because of his brain tumor."
- Millie nodded when she heard Dr. Rasher’s suggestion. It was the same one she had been talking about with her lawyers.
- "I know some psychiatrists that will..."
- "Sampson! Let’s not discuss this over the phone. Join me for dinner this evening. I’ll cook fish, you bring wine... a nice Chardonnay... French."
- "Uh ... okay."
- "Come at six o’clock. "
- "Okay."
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- That's the latest from Sanonte, or Sanity
- G, January 4, 2008