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A Game Of Inches

So many times she had been asked the meaning of the words, or the name of the person whose initals were on the stone. She extended her finger and traced the intials C and T very slowly, a smile coming to her face. “Hey Court, hold him tight, keep him warm until I get there.”, she whispered. Alexis turned slowly and began to walk away. This was always the hardest part, it was like saying goodbye all over again. As she walked away a sudden breeze blew over her back, a chill ran up her spine. She turned and looked back at the tomb, the evening sun was shining off of the granite. “You always have to get the last word in, don’t you baby ?”, she whispered softly.

Fredrick_Udele · Fantasia
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133 Chs

CHAPTER 103

I arrived back in the administrator's office, he had just gotten back. I met with him for about an hour, he helped me clear up a lot of small details which greatly relieved me. He told me he would appoint someone from the hospital management staff to serve on the board with me. With his help, we were off and running, I thanked him and headed home. I just now had to simply come up with a foundation name, register it, then open bank accounts under that name. On the drive home my mind kept going back to what Jenny had said, maybe tie Court's name into the title. I stopped on the way to get something to eat, then headed home. I arrived home shortly after four o'clock, I was glad to see Alexis' car was not in her spot, I still felt awkward about our encounter the other night.

I was laying on the sofa watching TV that night, really just flipping through the channels trying to find something interesting. I started watching a reality show that was just about over , when out of the blue, an idea popped into my head. I reached over and grabbed my cell phone, found the number and pressed send. It was answered on the third ring.

"Mrs. Timmons, this is Brian, I need to talk to you.", I told her.

"Of course Brian, what can I do for you ?", she asked.

I went on to tell her about my idea, how it had developed, the foundation, meeting Bryan, everything to this point. I asked her what I had in mind, asking if both her and Mr. Timmons would allow me to do what I was thinking of doing. By the time I finished she was in tears, which is not what I meant to do.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Timmons, I didn't mean to upset you. I just didn't want to proceed with both of your blessings.", I said.

"No Brian, please it's not that, I am overwhelmed that you thought to include her in this project. Of course you have our blessings, please let us know if there is anything we can do to help.", she offered.

I thanked her and hung up, I now had a complete plan, I was ready to go.

For the next two months I worked non-stop on getting the foundation off the ground. A board of directors was founded, which consisted of myself, one of the hospital CEO's, Cindy Taylor from PSA and Jenny Harris, the nurse from the Children's Oncology Unit. We would meet once every six months to discuss any problems we may have, or any new tasks we wanted to undertake. At the first meeting I laid out my initial plans, along with what I proposed for the dedication of the foundation. Since I had not yet hired a full time employee to handle requests for assistance, I decided to see exactly what we could do to help the Children's Unit become a more friendly, upbeat environment for the children to be in. They had no choice but to spend countless days, sometimes months here, the least we could do was make that time a bit more bearable. Jenny volunteered to help me with the initial undertaking and dedication, which I was definitely grateful for. If anyone knew what was needed, it was Jenny.

The following day the team deposited fifty thousand dollars in the foundation's account, which I matched with a check for another fifty thousand. My days had become long and hectic, early morning workouts at the team's facility, then a series of meetings all day with community leaders and organizers, explaining the foundation and what its ultimate goals were. In three weeks, I had accumulated another twenty six thousand dollars in donations, things were going well.

We decided to officially dedicate the foundation on the first of May, there was still a lot to do in a little over three months. I had been in contact with Jenny off and on, and we had decided to get together on her first full weekend off to discuss what was needed to brighten up the unit, what could do the most good for the children.

I had seen very little of Alexis for over a month, we had both been very busy. I noticed that she didn't seem quite the same since that night in her apartment. I was hoping that I had not in some way affected our friendship. I was scheduled to meet Jenny for dinner on Friday night, then go back to my place for our first meeting. That Thursday night as I returned to my apartment I ran into Alexis in the parking lot, she was with her friend Paige, whom I had met once before. We exchanged hello's, I asked Alexis to call me about the foundation's plans, she promised she would do so.

I picked Jenny up at her apartment at six thirty Friday evening, she was ready when I arrived. Since I had never seen her without her medical scrubs, I have to admit, I was pleasantly surprised. She had on a pair of low cut jeans, a tight black tank top, with black heels. She had a very small waist, nice hips and small but ample breasts. Her long blonde hair fell softly on her shoulders, she had applied just a touch of makeup. I walked to the car and opened the door for her, again catching her by surprise.

"Thank you.", she said with a smile, sliding into the seat.

I walked around and climbed into the driver's seat, closed the door and buckled my seat belt. I started up the car, shifted to drive and pulled out on the highway.

"This is a beautiful car Brian.", she said, her hand brushing along the dashboard.

"Thanks, I like it a lot.", I answered.

We went to a really nice steakhouse in town, it wasn't that crowded yet, we were lucky. By the time our food arrived, there was a line waiting to get in. We took our time enjoying our meal, talking exclusively about the foundation, what we both hoped to achieve.

We finished up our meal, I paid the waitress and we made our way towards the front door to get out. Since there was a crowd waiting to get in, it was quite tough to navigate the passages. Before we could get out of the door, someone recognized me asking for an autograph, before I knew it, I had signed dozens of articles, finally able to get out of the front door.

"Oh my God, that was crazy.", laughed Jenny, "Does that happen all the time ?"

"Not all the time.", I replied.