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“Not all hospices are the same, Ms. Brown. Probably, those people at the last hospice, they treated you unfairly because they had a miserable life when they were your age, and they were taking it all out on you.”
“Come to think of it,” Robinson commented, “that is a very sensible explanation.”
Just when the officers were about to leave, Kay detained them and asked them, “Can‘t I stay with a relative? I mean I really don‘t want to go to a hospice. I know that every hospice is different from the other,” now she really started to cry, “but I couldn‘t distrust nurses more. I distrust nurses so much that I wouldn‘t even go to a hospital, no matter how badly I needed medical care.”
“Whoa,” said Officer Levine and looked at Officer Jenkins and then at Robinson, “is that how bad it was?”
“I know, right? Was your prolonged hospice stay so bad that you can‘t go anywhere near a nurse?” Robinson said, astonished.
“Yes, Robinson and Officer Levine, Kay said, sobbing, “That‘s how horrible it was.” “You know, Officer Levine, if there‘s no relative that Kay could stay with tonight, she
could stay with me,” Robinson said.
“Why not?” said Officer Jenkins, smiling naughtily. “There‘d be nothing wrong with it. Ms. Brown is not a minor anymore.”
“Not even close,” said Kay, “I‘m twenty-six. I‘m turning twenty-seven this upcoming August.”
“Wow, Ms. Brown,” said Levine, impressed, “at that age, I‘m shocked at the fact you haven‘t gotten married!”
“I haven‘t found a man that would marry me.”
“That‘s until you met me,” replied Robinson and then cleared his throat.
“Oh, my goodness,” said Levine, “it sounds like fate decided that you two should be together and stay together! You met less than an hour ago and now, first you offered your credit card to pay for the psychiatric treatment for the guardian, second, you opened to her the doors of your home, and last but not least, you just met her and you‘re implying already that you‘d marry her any day! Sounds like a match made in heaven!”
Robinson blushed and said, with the smile of a three-year-old boy in his face, “I‘m just trying to be nice to the lady!”
Smiling naughtily, Jenkins reached out and padded Robinson on the shoulder and said, “Yeah, right, it‘s more than notable that you are desperate to find a wife; so desperate that you‘d think that you‘d find her in the first woman you would bump into!”
“I‘ve had plenty of mates, so I don‘t need a wife right now. I‘ve gotten too many good things from life not to have the heart to give back,” Robinson replied, looking Kay in the eyes, which was right beside him. “I reiterate,” He said, “I just want to show the ladies some love; love from the heart.”
“Well,” said Jenkins, now with a serious face, “you‘re not the man that I thought you were, and I mean that in a good way.”
“I know, and even if you offend me, don‘t worry about it. I know that everyone is entitled to their opinion, according to the North American Constitution.”
“I wish everyone thought that way,” replied Jenkins as he walked away from Kayla and Robinson, “if they did, this world would be so much better.”
Kayla stopped them once more and asked, “So I can stay with Mr. Bennett tonight?”