"Mary Janice Davidson - Dying For Ice Cream" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davidson Mary Janice)

And, finally, he wouldn't be standing in front of the nurse's
desk in the ER, waiting to find out how Geekboy was doing,
wondering if he was going to make it home before midnight,
and more than a little nervous about all the people around him
who were bleeding, crying, or, for a chance of pace, bleeding
and crying.

So he shifted from one foot to another and glanced over his
shoulder more than once and cleared his throat for the second
time to get the nurse's attention. Like every adult who had a
kid standing in front of her, she took her sweet time noticing
him. Finally, she quit pretending to study the chart in front of
her and looked up.

"Yes?"

"Is my tutor all right?" he asked.

She frowned. Her name badge read, "Chris Anderson." On
the opposite shoulder she was wearing a button that read,
"Want to save a life? Ask me how!" He couldn't begin to
imagine what the button was pitching, and wasn't about to
ask.

Since she still hadn't answered him, he repeated his question,
slightly louder. "My tutor? I brought him in a couple hours
ago?"

"I'm sorry, it's been a crazyтАФwhat's he look like? Your
teacher?"

Teacher! Ha, that was a good one. But Austin answered her
readily. "Short. Up to my chin, maybe. Couple years younger
than me. Glasses. Big ears. One blue eye, one brown.
Freckles." Austin paused, thinking. "He was carrying a big
calculator when I brought him inтАФhe wouldn't let you guys
take it."

The nurse's eyes lit up in recognition. "Oh, yeah! For
someone with a concussion, he sure held onto that thing. I
thought we were going to have to put him in restraints."

The thought of poor little Robert Langenfeld clapped in
restraints, helpless to prevent various medical personnel from
relieving him of his beloved Texas Instruments Calculator
3000, made Austin cringe.

"You're going to have to fill out some forms," the nurse
continued. "What happened to him?"