Oh Henry! part 1

Jarred bumped open the door with his hip as he entered the kitchen shirtless, with Stephens arm draped over his shoulder half walking - half being dragged by Jarred who was now revealing the temporary tattoo of "The Lone Ranger" on his chest. Stephen's Superman tattoo was fast peeling off, but you couldn't see it through his shirt and all the blood. His face was pale, and Stephen looked scared. He had Jarred’s shirt wrapped around his bicep real tight, but the blood just kept on coming. Sandy came around the corner from the living room, reading one of her fashion magazines, not even paying attention she bumped in to Stephen, called him a dweeb, opened the refrigerator door and pulled out the pitcher of lemon-aide, turned back around to get a glass from the shelf, saw the blood, screamed (like a girl), dropped the glass pitcher, screamed again for nearly 20 straight seconds, and finally passed out. By this time Mr. and Mrs. Crow were in the kitchen wondering who was being murdered.

Murdered?!? Well not exactly. But then again... As to what was actually going on didn't come to light for another day. Anyway, what was going on right now was Stephen was bleeding, and as to what had caused it was yet to come. There was more screaming and looking and touching and screaming and fainting and cleaning and... "What hap......." "Who did this to y......." "Were you boys playing with that knife agai........." "Mom, MOM? What happened to Stephen?" Sandy screamed before passing out again. "I don't know San........" "Keep pressure on it, or else it will......." "Watch! Your stepping on gla........" "Stephen, can you hear me?" "Jarred, what hap......" "We were just out back playing when.............." "OUCH" Screamed Stephen. "EVERYBODY JUST SHUT UP!!!" Hollered Mr. Crow with a lions roar. "Stephen, son. Your going to be okay." Mr. Crow went into full Super DAD mode. "Sandy...SANDY, help your mom clean up the lemon-aid and glass!" He roared again. "Jarred, Help Stephen into the car. I'll call the Meyers. That is gonna need some stitches." And then it was Stephen's turn to faint. PLOP. Right down to the floor. I know he hated needles, but it could have been from the blood loss. "Sandy!!! Never mind that. You call the Meyers, and tell them to meet us at the Hospital." He said as he picked Stephen up off the floor, and headed toward the car.

"Is my baby okay?" Asked Mrs. Meyers. Mr. Meyers slightly raised an eyebrow at the Baby comment, but understood. "What did they do this time?!? Get into a losing battle with the Grishums Tractor?" Said Mr. Meyers. "I'm not sure, Jim." Mr. Crow replied. "Bruce?!?" Mrs. Meyers said. "Yeah, Charlotte" "WHERE IS HE?" (Okay, just for you new comers, it's Jim & Charlotte Meyers and Bruce & Sandy Crow. Yeah, that's right Jarred’s sister Sandy is a Jr.. It only seemed silly for a little while since Mr. Crow Always called the Mrs. 'Honey' 'Sweetheart' 'Yes Dear', and so on, instead of using her first name.) "Jim, Charlotte!! Here comes the Doc." All the voices started in on the Doc like those in the kitchen earlier, and the Doctor just took 2 steps back crossed his arms and waited. Now all of these parents had been here plenty of times, so they knew the routine and after a few more what, when, and where’s they all just hushed up. The Doctor wouldn't start talking until everyone else was silent and would then field questions only one at a time. There was nothing worse than trying to answer 72 questions at once to a hysterical crowd. Only took 15 seconds this time for quite. Doc Wocker began to speak. Yep, that's right................ "DOC WOC". Anyway, the Doc started to talk. "He'll probably be in a bit of pain for a few days, his muscles need to rejuvenate." The Doc said. "There was minimal damage and he should have a full recovery, and full use of his arm." "He'll need to come back and get a cast in a few days. We can't put one on now, because we need to make sure there isn't going to be an infection." "So Mrs. Meyers, you'll need to keep the wound clean and change the dressing twice a day. Rub some of this on it with each change, its an antibiotic." He handed her a tube. "You can probably take him home in a few hours. We just want to observe him until he comes to." "If you have any other questions, please feel free to ask." The Doc finished, turned to walk away, and then turned back and said. "Oh, one more thing. Do any of you know who Henry is?" "Stephen called out the name Henry a couple of times while seeming to be fending off someone." "You might want to get a hold of the police on this. I'll leave that up to you. "Henry?!” Mrs. Meyers whispered. “Isn't that the name of the boy's Dog?" Mr. Crow asked. He always just called out ‘Let’s go four legs.’ Or ‘Com’on fur-ball’. And all the parents looked down the hall toward Jarred, who was sitting in the waiting room still shirtless, a bit bloody, and looking scared.

To be continued.....................