Romance: New Adult: One Game at a Time - A College Football Romance (Bad Boy Romance) (Sports Contemporary Short Stories) by Kelly Clark
Authors: Kelly Clark
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was made of wood and metal and painted a gaudy shade of green. It was seven minutes past seven in the morning. Surgery began at seven thirty and Tonya looked to see which doctors were on duty that day. Dr. Aldroyd, Dr. Day and Dr. Crosby. Five minutes later a steady stream of patients began to come into reception. She took their names and referred them to the waiting room.
At ten Tonya's cell phone rang. On the display, she could see that it was her mother. She answered nervously.
''Hi honey,'' her mom said. ''I'm afraid it's not good news. It's cancer again.''
Tonya felt herself welling up. Cancer was a word that struck into her heart like a rod of hot steel. ''Oh mom. How can that be? Are they sure?''
''I'm afraid so.''
Tonya felt sick. Her mother had been in and out of hospital for a couple of years with various complaints, but breast cancer was the most serious of them. She'd had a small operation to remove a lump six months ago, and now it would appear to have returned.
''I don't know what to say, mom. We'll just have to fight it again.''
Tonya's mom wasn't old. She was only forty-five, Tonya was twenty-two.''Listen I'll try and come home early, okay?''
''Alright my love. See you later.''
Tonya put her phone down and stood up. ''Gretta, can you take over for a while. I need some fresh air.''
Outside, she found a corner in the yard, crouched down and let the tears flow. After a while, she felt in her skirt pocket for a tissue and was dismayed to find she didn't have one. As she walked back to the surgery door, Dr. Crosby came out, presumably on his way to see bed-bound patients.
At just thirty-three, Dr. Crosby owned several medical facilities, many pieces of real estate and a sixty-foot yacht. He was at a point in his life where he didn't have to work, but he enjoyed contact with patients and continued to work as a doctor at his facility. He also happened to be the best-looking doctor the ladies of Sandpoint had ever seen. He was tall and dark with tanned skin and a perfect body. He was always pleasant to Tonya, but she was wary of him, he liked his own way. Tonya didn't know, but he had the hots for her. She was exactly his type. Leggy, slim and blonde with large breasts.
''Tonya, are you okay? You look dreadful,'' he said when he saw her smeared mascara and blotchy skin. She tried to put a brave face on it, but another wave of emotion enveloped her, and she burst into tears again. He put his arm around her. He smelled lovely and on any other occasion it would have turned her on. ''Tell me, what's the matter?''
''It's my mom. She's got cancer again.''
''Has the breast cancer come back?''
''Yes.''
''Well don't despair, Dr. Andersen is a good doctor. Your mom's in the best hands. She's been having regular checks, so I assume they've caught this in time.''
''I suppose. But it's not only that,'' she said. She looked across the parking lot and saw Jonnie. A fat lot of good his prediction had been. ''It's money. She's already got medical expenses of sixty thousand dollars. She can't work, and all my money goes on household expenses . We can't afford it.''
''Come and talk to me tomorrow,'' he said. ''We'll see what we can do.''
Tonya wondered what he meant. Perhaps he was going to offer her a raise, but it would have to be significant to pay off the mounting debt.
*****
Tonya found her mom in the backyard. They lived together in a quiet residential street just outside the center of town. Her mom enjoyed gardening, and they had the best-maintained borders in the street. The house was comfortable without being luxurious, but they still had a mortgage, and it was draining Tonya's finances. The last thing she wanted to do was sell the house she'd been born in .
''Mom. You shouldn't be lifting such heavy things,'' she said when she saw her carrying a large bag of compost.
''It's okay. I 'm fine. ''
''I wish dad were here,'' Tonya said as they walked back to the house. ''I miss him every day.''
''You and
At ten Tonya's cell phone rang. On the display, she could see that it was her mother. She answered nervously.
''Hi honey,'' her mom said. ''I'm afraid it's not good news. It's cancer again.''
Tonya felt herself welling up. Cancer was a word that struck into her heart like a rod of hot steel. ''Oh mom. How can that be? Are they sure?''
''I'm afraid so.''
Tonya felt sick. Her mother had been in and out of hospital for a couple of years with various complaints, but breast cancer was the most serious of them. She'd had a small operation to remove a lump six months ago, and now it would appear to have returned.
''I don't know what to say, mom. We'll just have to fight it again.''
Tonya's mom wasn't old. She was only forty-five, Tonya was twenty-two.''Listen I'll try and come home early, okay?''
''Alright my love. See you later.''
Tonya put her phone down and stood up. ''Gretta, can you take over for a while. I need some fresh air.''
Outside, she found a corner in the yard, crouched down and let the tears flow. After a while, she felt in her skirt pocket for a tissue and was dismayed to find she didn't have one. As she walked back to the surgery door, Dr. Crosby came out, presumably on his way to see bed-bound patients.
At just thirty-three, Dr. Crosby owned several medical facilities, many pieces of real estate and a sixty-foot yacht. He was at a point in his life where he didn't have to work, but he enjoyed contact with patients and continued to work as a doctor at his facility. He also happened to be the best-looking doctor the ladies of Sandpoint had ever seen. He was tall and dark with tanned skin and a perfect body. He was always pleasant to Tonya, but she was wary of him, he liked his own way. Tonya didn't know, but he had the hots for her. She was exactly his type. Leggy, slim and blonde with large breasts.
''Tonya, are you okay? You look dreadful,'' he said when he saw her smeared mascara and blotchy skin. She tried to put a brave face on it, but another wave of emotion enveloped her, and she burst into tears again. He put his arm around her. He smelled lovely and on any other occasion it would have turned her on. ''Tell me, what's the matter?''
''It's my mom. She's got cancer again.''
''Has the breast cancer come back?''
''Yes.''
''Well don't despair, Dr. Andersen is a good doctor. Your mom's in the best hands. She's been having regular checks, so I assume they've caught this in time.''
''I suppose. But it's not only that,'' she said. She looked across the parking lot and saw Jonnie. A fat lot of good his prediction had been. ''It's money. She's already got medical expenses of sixty thousand dollars. She can't work, and all my money goes on household expenses . We can't afford it.''
''Come and talk to me tomorrow,'' he said. ''We'll see what we can do.''
Tonya wondered what he meant. Perhaps he was going to offer her a raise, but it would have to be significant to pay off the mounting debt.
*****
Tonya found her mom in the backyard. They lived together in a quiet residential street just outside the center of town. Her mom enjoyed gardening, and they had the best-maintained borders in the street. The house was comfortable without being luxurious, but they still had a mortgage, and it was draining Tonya's finances. The last thing she wanted to do was sell the house she'd been born in .
''Mom. You shouldn't be lifting such heavy things,'' she said when she saw her carrying a large bag of compost.
''It's okay. I 'm fine. ''
''I wish dad were here,'' Tonya said as they walked back to the house. ''I miss him every day.''
''You and
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