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Date Posted: Wednesday, January 25, 11:34:13pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Priority Mail 372+" on Sunday, January 15, 12:29:17am
Mick stretched his back on the couch and knocked over the empty bottle of water. He frowned as he thought about the nurse that had showed up at his place yesterday. He still wasn’t exactly sure what language she was speaking, but he had to keep the faith that today would be better.
But the nurse was already ninety minutes late.
He wasn’t comfortable on the couch, but it was the safe place to sleep last night while he was by himself. Everything was available on this floor and he didn’t have to worry about stairs. He was getting a bit hungry but he was sure that the nurse would be here soon.
Finally the door bell went off and Mick struggled to get up. He moved slowly but the person didn’t get impatient, which he was thankful. But what he found behind the door was not what he had anticipated. “Popsicle.”
“You could have called out and told me to come in. You gave me a key, Mick,” Nikita lifted her hand to show him the keychain that he had given her. Mick sighed and headed towards the couch again. “I needed to get up.”
“You thought I was a nurse,” Nikita stated and Mick stopped and turned his head. “What do you know?”
“Come on, Mick…. You know that I know things,” Nikita warned and he groaned before sitting down. “Look… I don’t want to get into it. I’m waiting for a nurse.”
“There is a problem about where you called for the nurse,” Nikita turned and closed the door. She looked at Mick and sighed. “The woman yesterday… she spoke Russian.”
“So?”
“The nurse I cancelled for today spoke Greek,” Nikita announced as she placed a bag down on the coffee table and picked up the empty bottle that Mick had knocked over. “All of their nurses are foreign… forget English with any of them.”
Mick tried to speak but he couldn’t. He didn’t understand why no one told him that when he called. “But… I need a nurse.”
“And it’s being taken care of,” Nikita declared and Mick shook his head. “Popsicle… it’s not going to be you.”
“Good,” Nikita smiled. “Because I will have nothing to do with a sponge bath for you.”
That brought a chuckle to Mick and Nikita relaxed some. “I wasn’t spying on you, Mick. I reserve most of that for Michael… and a bit of that on Adam… but Helen emailed me.”
Mick closed his eyes and swallowed. “I told her not to do that.”
“I don’t know what happened, Mick… but she was worried that you would be a typical man and not as for help.”
“I called for a nurse!”
“And they weren’t going to talk English,” Nikita pointed out and Mick rolled his eyes. “I would have figured out that mistake.”
“And so you would have sat here today? Aren’t you hungry?”
“Well,” Mick looked at the floor and swallowed. “A little… I was able to get some bread out in the kitchen after a trip to the bathroom…”
“Here,” Nikita shook her head slightly as she handed the bag over. Mick found that it contained fresh baked chocolate-chip and banana muffins. He couldn’t wait and bit into it quickly. He swallowed and looked at Nikita. “You truly are an angel.”
Nikita rolled her eyes. “I called Ellie about a nurse…”
“You shouldn’t have involved her!”
“Helen had her copied into the same email that I got,” Nikita looked at Mick with patience. She knew that there were strong feelings between Mick and Helen and knew that something had to go on for this to happen. She wasn’t going to push. She was just there to take care of getting Mick set up for now. Later he could deal with what had happened.
But later happened right then.
“I couldn’t love her like she loved me,” Mick rasped as he dropped his hands to his lap. “She loved me so much… and I wanted to love her that strongly. But she deserves someone who at least loves her as much as she loved me… if not more. We were right in so many ways, but where we were wrong, it stood out, at least to me.”
Nikita was quiet as she allowed Mick to turn his attention back to the muffin. He had revealed more about himself than he really had in a long time. It told Nikita that he did care about Helen, but that it sounded like he had done the right thing. Mick caught Nikita and smiled. “Good muffin.”
“The Bakery on main makes good muffins,” Nikita commented as she allowed the conversation to change that simply. Mick wasn’t ready to talk about it and Nikita was sure that other than allowing herself and Ellie know that they had broken up, Helen would drift away. “So… Ellie had a couple ideas for… options.”
“I’m getting a grandma, huh?”Mick asked as he groaned. “I hate chicken soup.”
“You aren’t getting a grandma,” Nikita sighed as she rolled her eyes. “His name is Stan.”
“No,” Mick snapped as he shook his head. “A nurse is a woman.”
“Ellie isn’t just sending you a nurse… you have a lot of things to start taking care of and Stan has more skills,” Nikita countered as it did not need to be a game right now. “He is working on several things… he doesn’t like to get stuck in one job too long, but he has a lot of experience with physical and occupational therapy.”
“I have a job!” Mick declared and Nikita rolled her eyes. “Mick… you can’t do your job right now… and you might have to change how you do things.”
“I’m not worried about the designing at this time.”
“But I am,” Nikita sighed as she slumped forward. “Whitney said that I can change the gallery up… I complained that it looks all like her stuff… my photography is in the albums that are displayed… but not up in the walls… and the displays are older… I thought it was time for you to start looking at some corporate accounts.”
“Me?” Mick asked as he shook his head. “I’m doing a studio for you. That’s not corporate.”
“It is,” Nikita leaned forward and looked at Mick. “You are good enough for this type of work, Mick. And that is why you aren’t going to give Stan any issues, ok?”
“Oh, Popsicle… I wouldn’t do anything…”
“At least right now you won’t,” Nikita knowingly smiled as she stood up. “Because you’ll need to Stan to help out with food… and for now you’ll behave just to get fed.”
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