Free Fall (Free Fall Vol. 2): (Loving Summer #7: The Donovan Brothers #4) by Kailin Gow Page A

it’s all
I have. And they don’t have your clothes here.” She opened up her bag again to
pull out a drawstring bag.  “Here’s my flip flops. I keep one pair in my purse
in case I have to get out of my heels. I keep them extra large so it should fit
you.”
                “Thanks,”
I said, taking the flip flops and putting it on my feet. “Why does this remind
me of scenes from any movie featuring an escape from a hospital, sis?”
                “Um,”
Rachel laughed. “I just did a film where my character had to escape from the
hospital so she stole clothes from the staff’s locker to run outside so she can
experience just one day outside of the hospital before she dies.”
                “Sounds
sad,” I said. 
    “It
was,” Rachel said. “It was a tragic romance but ended up with an amazing happy
ending. Can’t give away the twist in the end but it is a feel good, and I
almost got my first Oscar nomination for it. It’s called the The Break for
Joy , from a novel and based on an incident from the author’s true life.”
    “Wow,”
I grinned. “I’m sure you were good in it. I’ll have to see it when this is all
over.” I patted Rachel’s hand. Although I was worried about Summer, I had to be
proud of Rachel and how she’d turned out over the years.
    Rachel
grinned and said, “I’ll show you the film. I have lots of copies of it. But
first, let’s get out of here.”  She tied her jet black hair that had a purplish
streak through it into a ponytail, and took the blanket from my bed.  “Now stay
close to me, and pretend you’re me. Try to avoid looking at anyone.”
    “Okay,
sis,” I said. “You lead.”
    She
took a deep breath and opened the door, looked up and down the hallway before
throwing the blanket over my hat and head, and pulling me close to her in a
huddle while we make our way through the hospital. 
    Someone
stopped us and said, “Miss, where are you going?”
    “I’m
Kat Fremont,” Rachel said. “The actress Rachel Donovan’s publicist.”
    “Oh,
I see,” the woman said. “And that’s Rachel Donovan?”
    “Yes,
I’m trying to get her out so she won’t be seen by the paparazzi. She hasn’t
taken a shower yet and her hair’s a mess. She doesn’t want to be seen in public
this way.”
    “I
understand,” the woman said.  “Just head that way and it will take you out to
the back of the hospital, which our staff goes through.”
    “Thank
you so much!” Rachel said, “Got to get Ms. Donovan to hair and makeup for her
scenes soon. If you’ll excuse us…”
     
                “Oh
sure,” the woman giggled. “I’m sure she would like to be on her way as quickly
as possible.”
     
                “Yes,”
Rachel said before she and I sailed by the hospital admin. and headed quickly
out.
                “Do
you know where you’re going?” I asked.
                “Kinda,”
she said. “As soon as I get my bearing. Oh, there’s the parking lot.  I see my
car.”
                She
guided me to her car – a silver Audi, and before she can sit in the driver’s
seat, I took her keys and plopped myself down. “Sorry Sis, but I’m driving. No
time to waste.”
                “Really?”
Rachel asked, throwing her hands up in the air.  “The old Nat hasn’t changed.”
She threw me an angry look that became a beaming smile.  “I missed you, Nat,
you don’t know how much!” She wanted to hug, but I motioned for her to get in
the car through the passenger side first before we hugged.
                “I
missed you, too, Rachel,” I said genuinely. I did, and I couldn’t help holding
back my own emotions. “Now hold on tight.”
                I
backed the car out of the parking lot and took the highway, zigzagging through
traffic and headed towards Malibu. “Nice car,” I said. “Pretty grown up. I
would’ve thought a yellow Ferrari