Down To You (The Love On Edge Series) Read Online Free PDF Page B
Author: Addison Kline
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When Marv reached the second floor landing he found Muffin at the door of Holly and Brant’s room. The dog scratched at the wood frantically, hoping that someone would open the door for him.
“What’s wrong, Muffin? Did Mommy lock you out?” asked Marv.
He opened the door to let mini-mutt into Holly’s bedroom when his chest began to sear with pain. Holly was laying unconscious on the floor. Her face was contorted in a pained expression, and her arms still clenched her stomach.
“Holly!” Marv yelled, as he began to shake his daughter. When she wouldn’t stir he grabbed the phone on the bed side table and called 9-1-1.
*****
After what seemed like an endless flight, Brant finally landed in Hong Kong. He took a cab across town and settled into his room at the Landmark Mandarin Oriental hotel. Brant looked at his watch as he tried to determine what time it was back home so that he could call Holly and the kids, just to let them know that he made it. He looked at the silver watch that she had just given him for Christmas. It was 3:30 P.M. back home – the perfect time to talk to Holly and the kids. They would all be home from school. Brant picked up his hotel phone and dialed the house phone number. He waited, expecting Holly to pick up after the third ring, like usual, but it kept ringing. Finally, the voicemail picked up:
“Hi! You’ve reach Brant and Holly! Leave a message after the beep. If we like you, we might just call you back!”
Beep.
Brant was perplexed. She was always home by 3:30. Maybe she decided to take the kids out for a treat after school. Brant dialed the digits to Holly’s cell phone. It went straight to voicemail.
Something was wrong. He knew it. An uneasy feeling crept over Brant, and in the pit of his stomach there was a feeling of sickness.
He dialed Marv’s home phone.
He better pick up. I’m about to have a coronary.
One ring. Two rings. Five rings. Ten rings. On the seventeenth ring Marv finally picked up the phone. He sounded out of breath.
“Hello?!” he yelled into the receiver.
“Marv, its Brant.”
“Oh, Jesus Christ. Thank God. I’ve been calling your cell phone but it’s turned off.”
“Yeah, I was on the plane. What’s wrong? I tried calling Holly but no one is picking up…”
Marv took a breath before he spoke.
“Brant, its Holly. She’s in the hospital.”
“The hospital?!” said Brant in an urgent tone.
There was a pause that caused the hair on Brant’s neck to stand on edge.
“She lost the baby. I’m sorry…”
The blood in Brant’s veins went cold.
“I’m coming home. Tell her I’m coming home.”
“I will. She is being kept at St. Mercy overnight, maybe longer. The kids are fine with me. We ordered ice cream sundaes!” said Marv, trying to keep the conversation light.
“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” Brant said as he hung up the phone. In panic mode, Brant threw the clothes he had just put in his hotel dresser back into his suitcase and grabbed the phone again.
He dialed the number to Senticore hoping to get Max on the line. Surprisingly, Max picked up the line on the second ring.
“Good Afternoon, this is Max.”
“Max, this is Brant,” he said nervously.
“The man of the hour! How was your flight?!”
“Fine. Listen there has been an emergency.”
“What kind of emergency? With the injectable? Is there a problem with the funding?”
“No. At home. There has been an emergency and I need to go to my family.”
Max actually sounded relieved that it did not relate to the injectable.
“Well, Brant, I can certainly appreciate that you would want to be at your family’s side for whatever emergency there may be, but we need you to stick it out. We just spent $13,000 sending you over there.”
Brant was shocked.
“My wife just had a miscarriage. I need to go
When Marv reached the second floor landing he found Muffin at the door of Holly and Brant’s room. The dog scratched at the wood frantically, hoping that someone would open the door for him.
“What’s wrong, Muffin? Did Mommy lock you out?” asked Marv.
He opened the door to let mini-mutt into Holly’s bedroom when his chest began to sear with pain. Holly was laying unconscious on the floor. Her face was contorted in a pained expression, and her arms still clenched her stomach.
“Holly!” Marv yelled, as he began to shake his daughter. When she wouldn’t stir he grabbed the phone on the bed side table and called 9-1-1.
*****
After what seemed like an endless flight, Brant finally landed in Hong Kong. He took a cab across town and settled into his room at the Landmark Mandarin Oriental hotel. Brant looked at his watch as he tried to determine what time it was back home so that he could call Holly and the kids, just to let them know that he made it. He looked at the silver watch that she had just given him for Christmas. It was 3:30 P.M. back home – the perfect time to talk to Holly and the kids. They would all be home from school. Brant picked up his hotel phone and dialed the house phone number. He waited, expecting Holly to pick up after the third ring, like usual, but it kept ringing. Finally, the voicemail picked up:
“Hi! You’ve reach Brant and Holly! Leave a message after the beep. If we like you, we might just call you back!”
Beep.
Brant was perplexed. She was always home by 3:30. Maybe she decided to take the kids out for a treat after school. Brant dialed the digits to Holly’s cell phone. It went straight to voicemail.
Something was wrong. He knew it. An uneasy feeling crept over Brant, and in the pit of his stomach there was a feeling of sickness.
He dialed Marv’s home phone.
He better pick up. I’m about to have a coronary.
One ring. Two rings. Five rings. Ten rings. On the seventeenth ring Marv finally picked up the phone. He sounded out of breath.
“Hello?!” he yelled into the receiver.
“Marv, its Brant.”
“Oh, Jesus Christ. Thank God. I’ve been calling your cell phone but it’s turned off.”
“Yeah, I was on the plane. What’s wrong? I tried calling Holly but no one is picking up…”
Marv took a breath before he spoke.
“Brant, its Holly. She’s in the hospital.”
“The hospital?!” said Brant in an urgent tone.
There was a pause that caused the hair on Brant’s neck to stand on edge.
“She lost the baby. I’m sorry…”
The blood in Brant’s veins went cold.
“I’m coming home. Tell her I’m coming home.”
“I will. She is being kept at St. Mercy overnight, maybe longer. The kids are fine with me. We ordered ice cream sundaes!” said Marv, trying to keep the conversation light.
“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” Brant said as he hung up the phone. In panic mode, Brant threw the clothes he had just put in his hotel dresser back into his suitcase and grabbed the phone again.
He dialed the number to Senticore hoping to get Max on the line. Surprisingly, Max picked up the line on the second ring.
“Good Afternoon, this is Max.”
“Max, this is Brant,” he said nervously.
“The man of the hour! How was your flight?!”
“Fine. Listen there has been an emergency.”
“What kind of emergency? With the injectable? Is there a problem with the funding?”
“No. At home. There has been an emergency and I need to go to my family.”
Max actually sounded relieved that it did not relate to the injectable.
“Well, Brant, I can certainly appreciate that you would want to be at your family’s side for whatever emergency there may be, but we need you to stick it out. We just spent $13,000 sending you over there.”
Brant was shocked.
“My wife just had a miscarriage. I need to go
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