me: hey, what's up?
Gary: yeah, could you come home, like ASAP? I need to run to the E.R.
immediately, my heart begins to pound. lub-DUB, lub-DUB. I feel as though at any second, I might faint.
me: why? what's going on?
I glance around for something to hang on to, which happens to be a clothes rack (hey that's a cute top!) and brace myself for the bad news.
Gary: Jake wiped out at the jumps. I think he might've broken his collarbone.
a wave of relief washes over me, grateful that it's not something more serious. but still, I can't help but think, another broken collarbone? to me, it seemed like a rather odd coincidence. suddenly, I was a bit skeptical.
me: wait a minute. are you for real, or is this another one of your so-called "funny" jokes?
Gary: nope. dead serious.
|broken collarbone, take 2. OUCH.|
I... yeah. words fail me.