Fallen Hearts (Casteel 3)

party when Mr. Appleberry plays with him." "We'll be right over," I t

old Fanny.

"Well, ya better be, 'cause I'm about to pop any

minute now. An I ain't gonna have ma baby en route.

Ya tell Logan ta get here quick, ya hear?"

Fanny was waiting for us on her front porch

with two gigantic suitcases.

"Ya put them in the trunk, Logan," Fanny said,

spying me through the window. "Hey, Heaven, ya

come to see how it's done?"

Logan was struggling with the suitcase. "Fanny,

what on earth do you have in here?"

"All ma clothes and new slippers and . .Ya'll

expect me to dress common now that I got me all this

money?" Fanny said. Then she winced and grabbed

hold of Logan's arm. "We betta hurry," she

stammered.

Logan sped to the hospital and pulled into the

lane where the ambulances normally pull in. Fanny

was yelling and carrying on in the backseat.

"I'm gonna die from the pain!" she screamed.

"I'm gonna die! Get me some of those knock-out drugs

quick! I wanna be put ta sleep!"

A couple of orderlies brought a gurney out and laid Fanny on top of it, covering her with a white sheet. She was still screaming when the automatic doors burst open and they rushed her down the

corridor.

"Give me somethin' to put me ta sleep!" Logan turned to me, putting his arm around me.

"How are you doing, darling?"

"I don't think my coming along with you and

Fanny was a wasted trip," I said, smiling.

"What?!" Logan stammered.