2 Chapter 2
“Yeah, I saw it. Bill ran the red at over sixty mph. It’s like his fifth DUI. He’s always drunk. I feel sorry for him, but his license is suspended and he shouldn’t be driving.” She moved closer and got a tiny scent of floral perfume. “That’s a nice perfume. Pretty.”
“It’s not too much, is it?”
“No, no, no, just that I have a keen sense of smell, and I’m sort of close.” She bit her lip. “It’s nice.”
She offered a hand, one that didn’t have an IV in it. “Thanks very much for all your help.”
The doctor walked in. “Hi, Gabby. What’s up?”
“I witnessed her crash and arrested Bill again. He tried to escape.” She looked to the doctor, to Aneko, and said, “I guess I’ll go. Gotta give this info to Sheldon.” She nodded and walked out with a tingle in her love box. She used her hand to wave air over her face. Aneko is one sexy lady. What are the odds she’s gay or half gay?“Close to zero, and she lives in California. Duh.” Gabby headed to her truck.
Later, she called the hospital and was told that Aneko had a concussion, and since she had no one in town, they kept her overnight for observation.
The nurse she talked to said, “And, of course, Gabby, I didn’t tell you all that. Confidential patient info and all.”
When Gabby went to bed, she played with herself, thinking of Aneko.
The next day, Gabby woke, thinking of Aneko, and headed to the hospital on her way to work. She found Aneko having breakfast. She was in a room for two but the only one there. It was roomy for a tiny hospital and nicely decorated with pictures of the ocean on one wall and mountains on the other. It smelled clean but not sanitary.
Gabby said, “Hi. How are you?”
Aneko gave a weak smile. “I’m sore, but otherwise okay, aside from the concussion when I hit my head on the side window. I didn’t die overnight, but they want to keep me one more night.”
Gabby slipped closer. “Probably for the best, especially if you have no one local.” She handed a business card over. “This is where your pickup was taken. It’s hurt pretty badly.”
“Oh, thanks. Again. So, why are you here now?”
Gabby bit her lip. “Um, no one should be in the hospital without a friend to look in on them. That’s all. And to tell you where your truck is. I drive a truck, too. A 2007 Toyota. It’s purple.” She smiled.
“I have a 2015 Toyota. Red.” She put her fork down and extended a hand. “Thanks for all your help. Again. I’ll call my insurance and see how fast my truck can be fixed.”
“So, are you a tourist or what?”
“More like ‘or what.’ Technically, I live in San Jose, California, but I need to move. It’s too polluted, congested, expensive.” She looked off. “And too many bad memories there.”
Gabby turned on her wise-ass. “You’re not wanted by the cops, are you?”
Aneko laughed and winced. “Oh, I’m sore all over. And no, I’m not wanted by the cops. Thanks for the laugh. Look, I didn’t get your name or anything yesterday. I’ll have to figure out how to thank you.” She stared. “That’s an awesome dragon necklace you’re wearing.”
Gabby shivered at being in Aneko’s presence as she touched the necklace. Her first girlfriend in high school gave it to her, but the girlfriend couldn’t take being a lesbian and crawled back into hetero land. “Thank you.” Aside from the wonderful beauty the woman had, Gabby just sensed she was a good person, her energy flowed in a positive way. “No thanks necessary, unless you’re rich.” She laughed.
“I’m not poor.”
“Oh, sorry. I’m not looking for money or anything. Sometimes I’m a wise-ass. Really, no thanks needed.” She checked her watch. “I need to be at work. I hope you feel better. Call if I can help you with anything.” She wrote her phone number for Aneko.
Aneko shook her head. “Oh, no, you’ve gone way beyond the call of duty, and I appreciate it.” She held her hand out, and Gabby took it. Aneko covered it with her other hand and kissed. “Thanks, again, Gabby. You’re a good soul. There’s a special place in heaven for you. I bet you do a lot of good in this community.”
“Oh, I don’t know.” Another warming chill gushed through her body. “I need to be at work.”
She drove with a silly grin plastered on her face. There was a hole in her heart and gut that volunteering and doing good in the community didn’t fill. She needed a good woman in her life. She planted a few girlfriends but none took root, and she was alone. Again. Aneko seemed special, but she lived out of state. Long-distance relationships never produce success.
