They went to another bank. There weren’t much people
there. They saw a young lady who had just used the ATM, coming out. They asked
her how things were. She told them there were five working ATM machines. Mabel
went in while Margret found a good spot to park. In less than five minutes, she
was out.
“This is what a bank should
look like,” Mabel said and entered the car.
“How many minutes more do we
have?” Cynthia asked.
“From the time we left the
lab, we have thirty five minutes left,” Mabel answered.
“Maybe we can just take
everything as take-away when we get to the fast-food,” Margret suggested.
“I think so too.”
Mabel counted out
the money Margret had used to make up for the lab bill and offered to Margret.
Margret looked at her, looked at the money and hissed.
“I thought I told you not to
bother about it.”
“But…”
“But what?”
“You can give it to me,”
Cynthia said.
“Thief,” Mabel said.
They laughed.
“My dear keep your money o.
what are friends for?”
When they got to
the fast-food restaurant, they placed orders of what they wanted to take away.
When the sales girl calculated the bill, Margret and Mabel reached their hands
into their handbags. Mabel was the first to bring out money and she practically
threw it at the sales girl.
“You sef,” Margret said and
laughed.
“Let me take care of this one.”
“Let’s split the bill.”
“No. I insist I take care of
this one.”
“If you say so.”
“Do we get anything for Dr
Obinna?” Cynthia asked.
“Does he look like he needs
anything?” Margret said. “They have canteen in the hospital na.”
“Let me call him and find out,”
Mabel said.
Mabel called Dr
Obinna and asked him if they were to get anything for him. He told her not to
bother, and told them to hasten up.
They took the take-away
and drove back to the hospital. It was five minutes to the one hour mark. Mabel
opted to go and collect the result while Cynthia and Margret sat back in the
car to eat. Some minutes later, she came back without the results.
“They said some are not yet
ready,” she told them. “They asked for fifteen more minutes.”
“What about the x-ray?”
Cynthia asked.
“Not yet ready.”
“Ok.”
Mabel sat in the
car and started eating her own food.
“Kai this back will not let me
enjoy this food,” Cynthia lamented.
“In fifteen minutes we will
know exactly what the problem is.”
“I hope it is not something
serious.”
“I hope so too.”
They were silent
for a while.
“We have not spoken with mummy
since the last time,”
“It is true.”
Mabel called
their mother. She asked her the situation of things. Mabel told her how far
they had gone. She told Mabel that her phone battery died so there was no way
she could call them, that she just charged it in a shop close to her office.
Mabel told her that they would come to the house from the hospital. She gave
Cynthia the phone and Cynthia spoke with her in a worried manner. She reassured
her that she would be okay. Then she dropped the call.
“She must really be worried,”
Margret said. “First it was you, now Cynthia.”
“Yes she is worried.”
From the rear
mirror, Margret saw Dr Obinna waving at them, trying to get their attention.
“I think Dr Obinna is looking
for you,” she told Mabel.
Mabel came out of
the car and waved at him. He gave her a sign to come.
“He is calling us,” Mabel
announced.
Cynthia came out,
Margret locked the car and they went towards Dr Obinna.
“Most of the results are out.”
He told them. “I can see you with them.”
Cynthia’s heart
beat faster as they followed him back to his office.
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