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Take It Easy Well, I’m running down the road Tryin’ to loosen my load I’ve got seven women on my mind Four that wanna own me Two that wanna stone me One says she’s a friend of mine Take it easy Take it easy Don’t let the sound of your own wheels Drive you crazy Lighten up while you still can Don’t even try to understand Just find a place to make your stand And take it easy Well, I’m a standing on a corner In Winslow, Arizona And such a fine sight to see It’s a girl, my lord In a flatbed Ford Slowin’ down to take a look at me Come on, baby Don’t say maybe I gotta know if your sweet love Is gonna save me We may lose and we may win Though we will never be here again So open up, I’m climbin’ in And take it easy Well I’m running down the road Tryin’ to loosen my load Got a world of trouble on my mind Lookin’ for a lover Who won’t blow my cover She’s so hard to find Take it easy Take it easy Don’t let the sound of your own wheels Make you crazy Come on baby Don’t say maybe I gotta know if your sweet love Is gonna save me Oh oh oh Oh we got it easy We oughta take it easy Take It Easy An ambulance backs into a driveway. And two male EMTs get out of it. they get a gurney out of the back and head for the front door as quickly as they can. Mitch Connor is there to meet them. He leads them up the stairs to the second floor of that house. As the EMTs go past Stella and Grace, they nod at them. Stella and Grace are right behind them as they head for their parent’s bedroom. Stella and Grace are peeking around their parent’s door on opposite sides of it to see what is going on in there. What they are looking at is their father holding the right hand of their mother in both of his hands as the EMTs are checking her out. A few minutes later the EMTs take Mitch to the side to talk to him about his wife, Carol. Stella and Grace stick their heads in a little further to hear what is going on. But all they can hear is mumbling. After glancing at each other, they step into that room. Only to flatten themselves against the wall of both sides of that door. They still can’t hear what they are saying. “Can you hear anything?” Stella asks. “Not unless we get a lot closer to them,” says Grace. “And neither one of us want to do that.” Mitch and the EMTs stop talking and look at Stella and Grace. Then they start talking again. “It’s because we are kids,” says Stella. “But we aren’t kids anymore.” “You’re thirteen,” says Grace. “And I’m ten. We aren’t kids anymore. But most adults still think that we are.” Just then Mitch walks over to his daughters as the EMTs start getting Carol ready to leave. “You girls need to get out of the way,” says Mitch. “They are taking your mother back to the hospital. It was a mistake bringing her home to die in peace.” # Mitch is pacing around a waiting room while his two daughters are sitting down with their elbows on their knees and their hands covering their faces to hide their tears. All three are trying to hide their fears and worry about their wife and mother. But they aren’t doing a very good at it, though. A rapping on the frame of the open entrance into that waiting room stops Mitch from pacing. Both Stella and Grace remove their hands from their faces. Then they get up and walk over to stand beside their father. They each take one of his hands as Dr. Patrick James walks up to them. “She’s stable again,” says Patrick. “You can go in to be with her if you like. We gave her something to help her to get some sleep. But I’m sure that she will know that you are there with her.” After gathering what little they have with them, Mitch and his two daughters go to see their mother. A few minutes later Stella and Grace are standing outside their mother’s hospital room staring at her through a large window. Mitch stops just before he enters where Carol is. “Aren’t you going to come in to be with your mother? Mitch asks. “We can see her real good from where we are at,” says Grace. “You know how we feel about hospitals and why we need to be here.” Stella takes her cell phone out of her back pocket and calls her dad. “Just in case we can’t hear why you and mom are talking about. Especially, if it’s about me and Grace.” Mitch sighs with his head bobbing as he enters where Carol is. He sits in the chair next to her bed and takes her right hand into both of his again. “Stella and Grace are here too. The hospital doesn’t want too many people in here at one time to see you. So, I came in here first. I’m sure that they will be in here soon.” Suddenly, Mitch turns off his cell phone and sets it to vibrate. Which it starts doing a few seconds later. Mitch puts his still vibrating phone into his pocket. Then he leans in to whisper something to Carol so that his daughters can’t hear him. “I don’t know what I’m going to do,” whispers Mitch. “The bills are piling up. And I can’t afford to pay them. Especially, if I don’t have a job anymore.” “Take it easy, dad. We are here for you and mom,” says Grace as she puts her hand on one of his shoulders. Stella puts her hand on his other shoulder and gently leans him back in his chair. “We know all about the bills. And we want to help you any way that we can.” “We have talked about it,” continues Grace. “Stella can take a fast-food restaurant job and do some babysitting. And I can walk dogs, do odd jobs around the neighborhood, maybe even some babysitting too.” # “I don’t want to do this,” says Grace as she rolls paper towels around a wine glass and places it gently into a cardboard box. “But I will do it for my mother.” “I’m only doing it for my mother too. I just got my first boyfriend,” says Stella. She takes a designer plate from a cabinet and places paper towels around it. “And I don’t want to leave him.” Mitch smiles. “That’s another reason why we have to do this. You are too young to have a boyfriend.” “No, I’m not. I’m thirteen,” replies Stella. She hands her wrapped-up plate to her dad. “Not ten like Grace is.” “I can have a boyfriend if I want one,” says Grace. She places another wrapped wine glass in the same cardboard box as the last one. “But I don’t want one right now.” After taking the cover plate from Stella, he inspects it before he puts it in another cardboard box. Then Mitch four-corner closes that box. And puts masking tape across it in the shape of a plus sign. Mitch picks up the box gently and puts it next to six more boxes marked dining room. “I’m not crazy about moving either,” says Mitch. “But we don’t have too much choice. We are about to lose this house. And we have a lot of other bills that we can’t pay right now since I lost my job.” “We can’t afford to live here in the big city anymore,” continues Mitch. “Besides, it will be a lot better for you mother if we move back to our hometown. Not only is the hospital there one of the best in the country, but we have quite a few family and friends to help us.” Stella has gone over to help Grace fill her box with plates and wine glasses. “Bruce isn’t the only reason I don’t want to leave here. I also don’t want to leave any of my friends.” “I don’t want to leave my friends either,” says Grace. She places another wrapped wine glass on top of another one to finish making a row at the top of that box. “I’m sure you will make a lot of new friends where we are moving to,” replies Mitch. “Besides, with the technology today you won’t lose your old friends. You just won’t be physically with them.” Stella places the last protected plate from the cabinet there almost at the top of that box. “It’s not the same thing, dad. And you know it.” Mitch goes over to seal that box before he places it with the other boxes there. “I know it’s not. But there is nothing that I can do about it right now.” “It looks like this room is done,” continues Mitch. “I’m heading for the hospital. I want to be with her when they transfer her to our new home.” “You two stay here. Your uncles, cousins, and a few of our friends will be here shortly to help us move back to Blue Rivers, MO. # “This your bedroom Stella,” says Mitch. “And Grace your bedroom is on the other side of the bathroom that you both will share. Your mother and I are right across from your bathroom. So, both of you will have plenty of privacy.” Except for Stella’s bedroom that they are in, Mitch points out the other rooms as he talks about them. “You both have windows that overlook the hospital next to us. So, that you can see your mother whenever you like. At least you can with binoculars or a telescope. And you both have one or the other of them.” “I know how you feel about hospitals,” continues Mitch. “This way you can see your mother whenever you want.” “Speaking of your mother, I’m going over to see her right now. Do you want to go with me?” Mitch asks. “It’s going to be a few more hours until our stuff gets here.” Stella and Grace look at each other and smile. Then they walk over to the window where they can see the hospital next to them. “Which room is my mom in?” Stella asks. Mitch walks up behind his daughters. And points between their heads at the window where their mother is at. “She is in that room there. At least she should be by now. Are you sure you don’t want to go visit her?” “I don’t know about Grace, but I’m not going. Maybe I will soon. But I’m not ready to do it right now.” “I’m not going either,” says Grace as she heads for her bedroom. “I think I will go to my bedroom and decide where I’m going to put everything.” Stella starts slowly looking around her bedroom. “That is a good idea. I think I’m going to do that too.” Mitch shrugs and starts to leave Stella’s bedroom too. “If you change your mind, you know where I will be.” “Take it easy, dad.” Stella walks to where her bed is going to be real soon. And lays down on the carpet there. Word Count = 1,676
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