A Wildcat Fall 4

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A Very Rough Draft of Chapter Fall of Wildcat Fall; suggestions are appreciated

Chapter Four

Teri looked around. Jenn was perched on the edge of her hospital bed. After reaching over and taking her hand, Teri kissed her. Jenn pointed so she could listen to Tiffany and Conor. They were standing by the picture window, discussing the Wildcats' website and the number of hits on their YouTube channel.

“The YouTube channel is blowing up since Mike started uploading weekly posts from the tour. Even since the tour ended, they continue to show clips. The viewership is soaring. It’s like the fans can’t get enough Wildcats.”

Conor was nodding. “I was talking with Wiggins about posting some live cuts from the tour to the website.”

Tiffany looked puzzled. “But wouldn’t that take away sales from the downloadable cuts when people can hear and watch them like that?”

“No. It’s funny. Wiggins and Warner believe they could increase interest in the album’s songs. They think more people will want to download them to their playlists and boost sales.”

Tiff shook her head, still not understanding the logic. “Hey, if Wiggins is behind it, let’s discuss it. We need to remember that the band has to approve anything that Warner does with our music.”

“Right. I think Richard wants to talk when Teri is recovered and at home. He knows he’d need to gather the whole band in one place so everything could be discussed about Warner and the music. I know he wanted feedback from everyone.”

Teri still didn’t have much voice but waved to get their attention and motioned for them to come over. When they arrived, she asked Conor, “Did Wiggins indicate which live songs they wanted to add?”

Conor shrugged. “I don’t know. This was all just mentioned in a Zoom with the admins.”

Teri appeared puzzled.

Conor smiled. “You know. The backers, the money, and the bookers - Me, Wiggins, Gina’s dad, Phil & Richard, and Gimli.”

“Do you have these meetings frequently?"

“Only when there is something to say.”

Teri smiled. “I see myself coming out to the band house and noodling with the sounds in about two weeks. I haven’t talked to the doctor yet, but I’m envisioning a swift recovery. Seriously, I’ve been told I won’t be able to sit comfortably for a while, but I play music standing up, and we’ve got lawn chairs out on the deck where I can rest.”

Jenn laughed and hugged her. “I hope so, baby. You have way too much energy to sit still for long.”

Gina glanced over at the money discussion and then turned back to Amy. She was telling Teri’s mom all about the painting she had ordered for Grace. “It’s going to be the view of Central Park from her condo. That way, she can hang it in her office where she meets with patients. I’m going to meet with her favorite artist and arrange for her to take some photos. Hopefully, it’s going to remain a surprise.”

Amy smiled. “What a great idea! She’d love anything from you! Okay, now some serious stuff. Have you two ever thought about getting married?”

Gina hugged her. “I have thought about it. I know I think about it more than Grace. I proposed to her when we were in New Orleans. After seeing Brono’s brother, Amos, heading toward us with a loaded gun, I had an epiphany. Life is too short, and Grace is important to me. But she turned me down. She loves me and we’ll be together forever. I guess that’s all I can do. Between you and me, I think she’s afraid.”

“Afraid of what?”

I think Grace has this notion that by giving me free will and not being married, it’s reverse psychology. You know, however you write it, we have a perfect relationship.

Amy whispered, “I heard that it’s an open relationship. You know….”

Gina hugged her again. “Yeah, it is. But we love each other an awful lot. I see love as much more important than random sex.”

Amy hugged her back. “I’m curious about the band on the road. Smith is the first guy I have ever seen my daughter, Lisa, get all excited about. I think that she’s a lot like you with the casual sex thing. But I’ve never asked.”

Gina laughed, thinking about the offer she received that morning. She was still considering it and knew where the cute woman could be found. But right now, she had more important things to think about. “Yeah, funny you should mention that. When I’m on the road and Grace is in New York, casual sex seems all right. But I don’t go hunting down anyone ever. I guess that’s just my thing. You know, if I get an offer, it’s always on the table.”

“Well, how about my daughter? And please don’t ever tell her that we had this conversation.”

Gina winked. “This conversation never happened. But Lisa is kinda like a camel that can go a long time in the desert without water. On the road, sometimes you know there’s going to be some lucky guy popping up, and then that’s it for a while. Now she had a thing going with Teri’s anesthesiologist, but they were just friends with benefits. I’ve never seen her behave like she does with Smith. We all looked in amazement when they fell hard for each other. It’s scary just how compatible they are.”

Yep, I’ve noticed that too. But he’s such a good guy. I think he loves her.

“Oh, he does for sure. Did you see the ring?”

“Ring? Is that what you call it? It’s more like a boulder! I think that’s the first time I’ve seen three carats of flawless diamond.”

“Uh-huh. She keeps it around her neck. I see her stare at it for a while and gaze off. I’ve never seen her like this before. The whole band loves him, and they are a match.”

Amy whispered, “I’m betting that after Zoe’s baby is born, Lisa and Tiff are going to commit, too. I see a whole different tour with the Wildcats. I think you’re going to need a nursery.”

Gina laughed. “Here’s one girl that won’t be delivering….”

Teri was watching and attempting to read lips. She felt content simply being there, absorbing it all.

Thirty minutes later, Robyn kicked everyone out. Then she had Teri up and on her feet. As they were walking through the Recovery section, all the feeling started returning to her legs. But her surgical area remained numb. “Is that normal to still feel numb down there, Robyn?”

“Once the doctor removes all the packing, you’ll regain more feeling. However, those nerve endings need to recover. Numbness is not related to the recovery process.”

After returning from her walk, all her visitors came back to the room. As Teri looked around, she felt her eyes starting to close. All the voices began to blend and fade. As she shut her eyes, it felt like things got quieter. Teri smiled. It did feel right to take a nap. She felt a kiss and heard Jenn’s voice whispering in her ear. “Close your eyes and rest. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

Bruno couldn’t help but smile as he pulled each piece of their luggage off the carousel and loaded it onto a cart. After Zoe waved at him to confirm that he had everything, they headed to a different part of the airport and walked through the doors to the outside. A white SUV started up when the driver spotted the couple. As they climbed in, Zoe gave the man directions to the hospital.

She turned to Bruno. “After I get there and figure out what’s going on, I’ll give you a call.”

Bruno kissed her forehead. “Tell everyone I said hi, especially Teri. I’ll take our luggage home and wait to hear from you. I need to check in and see what’s going on. After all, I have to pay for our vacation. Plus, we need to have the contractor come out and measure for our new waterfall shower.”

Zoe leaned over and kissed him. "That’s going to be exciting.” She squeezed his arm and slipped out at the hospital entrance.

As Bruno unpacked the luggage from their shuttle, he looked up at their townhouse, wondering if he would need to consider expanding the place. Using it as his home and office worked perfectly as a bachelor, but everything was changing. After tipping the driver, he dragged all the bags through the front door and over to the elevator. Bruno knew that most of their clothes were headed to the washer. The laundry room was off their bedroom and walk-in closets.

It took about fifteen minutes to organize and start a load. Meanwhile, his contractor returned his call and scheduled a time to discuss the project. Bruno had taken dozens of photographs of the unique shower, where water flowed over the rocks and splashed out.

He grinned as he thought about Zoe. When he met her five years ago, he immediately knew he was hooked.

Bruno appreciated Zoe’s bond with the band and recognized the essential role they played in her life. He felt secure and was never threatened while watching the women interact with each other. In his mind, he had married into a family of Wildcats, content to share Zoe with the other young women. The Wildcats were a significant part of her identity; it was all about the music.

While he’d never played an instrument, he understood the magic that had her transfixed. He attempted to compare it to painting. He recalled that one time, Zoe watched as he worked and asked, “What are you thinking about when you’re painting?”

He stopped and thought. “I don’t know. I guess I’m not thinking about anything except focusing on the task at hand. I’m not daydreaming or letting my mind wander. It’s all about the brushstrokes, the color, and blending to create what I’m hoping for. Funny, how I never gave it much thought.”

Zoe moved closer to his face. “When you stop, how do you feel inside?”

He blinked and laughed. “I feel content, happy.”

She kissed him.

Now, when he painted, he became increasingly aware of his actions. The task became all-consuming, drawing him into a deep immersion in his work. He could paint for hours, entirely losing himself in the process. He had to admit that he longed to attain that state of mind and lose himself entirely. He recognized it was his drug.

He understood how Zoe’s mental health depended on playing her music. She needed her fix, and he enjoyed watching her reach for a guitar. He loved listening to her start strumming. He could hear her hum and sing to herself as she played. Sometimes, he would watch her play the same riff repeatedly until she felt satisfied that it sounded smoother as her fingers glided across the fretboard.

When Zoe walked into the Recovery Lounge, she was greeted by the crowd of Teri supporters who embraced her with hugs and kisses. “Hey, gang!”

She grinned as everyone needed to touch her belly and comment on how she looked. Zoe grinned. Even though it had only been a couple of weeks since they’d left for Hawaii, she knew that she’d started to drop and gain more bulk. Knowing that her baby needed whatever it wanted, Zoe grinned. She smiled at Teri and blew her a kiss. “How’s my girl doing?”

Teri blew the kiss back and gave her a thumbs up. “Doing great,” she croaked out.

Jenn gave her a big okay sign. “She’s doing great. We all gave her a break and let her rest. She hasn’t been out of surgery for twenty-four hours, but we’re rooting for a speedy recovery.”

Zoe winked. “Are you going to sneak her off to your apartment and keep her all to yourself?”

Jenn laughed and shook her head. “Yeah. Right. I’m scared to death that I won’t be able to handle everything. I’m hoping you all will drop by and keep Teri company. I’m afraid that she’s going to get bored just being restricted to lying down. And I’m starting classes next week on Monday.”

Tiffany stared at her. “What’s this about lying down?”

Amy explained, “Her whole surgical area will be healing for a couple of weeks. She’ll be able to lie down or recline. But no hard surfaces on her butt for a while. I’ve already bought her an inflatable donut to sit on. But she’s going to grow uncomfortable quickly.”

Jenn nodded. “That’s my fear. Teri’s not a sit-still kind of girl. She likes to be moving, and I don’t want her popping any stitches.”

Tiffany was hugging Jenn. "Well, I’m coming by to entertain her. Perhaps we can create a list and take turns. I’m signing up for the first couple of days."

Gina was laughing. “Good idea. However, we can tag-team this operation, and I’ll help Tiff for a couple of days. We can entertain the Little Shit, and Jenn can concentrate on getting straight A’s.”

Amy listened. “Good plan, ladies. But Momma Bear is going to be hovering all over the whole thing. She’s my baby even though she’s an adult.”

Zoe laughed. “I hope your apartment is large enough, Jenn. It’s going to get pretty crowded.”

Amy laughed. “It’ll all work out. Honestly, she’d be going to be doing a lot of napping. It will take her a couple of weeks to start feeling like herself. She’s not going to be a lot of laughs for a while.”

“Hey,” a voice croaked. “Don’t underestimate your Little Shit. I’m not down for the count.”

While Zoe hugged her and they laughed, Robyn interrupted. “I’ve got to take your guitar player out to walk for about ten minutes. You can all wait here in Teri’s room. We’ll be back soon, and the doctor is coming up at two o’clock to talk to you. Hopefully, she’ll tell you about Teri’s surgery and discharge.

At two, everyone met her surgeon, Sydney Rallings. She shook hands and smiled. “I guess I’m meeting all the famous Wildcats of Allentown. It’s nice to see the faces of the women we’ve been listening to in the operating room. We like your rock. It keeps us energized. But I’m asking all of you to give us a few minutes. I need to do some work with Robyn, and then I’ll want to talk to Teri, Jenn, and Amy.”

She watched the women line up and leave. The doctor looked around and then focused on Teri. “Well, your surgery went great, much better than I had hoped for. We utilized a different technique and used the robot to go through your belly button. You’ll see our little indentations under the bandages. In the meantime, using a robot allows us a lot more time inside without using a knife. And in your case, you had female organs inside, which we had a chance to examine carefully. After studying your MRIs, X-rays, and CT scans, it was great to see what I was working with finally. You have a very healthy set of ovaries that we were able to connect to your newly constructed vagina. We used a small portion of your stomach lining, making the operation straightforward. Using this technique means that you’ll heal faster."

“Now, we’re going to remove your dressing and take a look at everything. Normally, I’d kick everyone out, but since you’re going to be her home nurse and Amy is a surgical nurse, please stay.”

Teri watched as miles of gauze and tape were taken out from between her legs. She was still so numb that she couldn’t feel anything except for the occasional tug or pinch.