The excitement had already cleared away the little effect alcohol had on him. “I see she fainted, but she will be okay. What really
happened Michael?” Dr. Chris asked without formerly greeting him. “I was driving along Stream Street when I saw her walking
sluggishly, and before I could say „Jack Robinson,‟ she slumped to the ground. So I quickly rushed her here,” quickly said the
young man. “Oh, you don‟t even know her?”“No, Chris.“ Well, she is not in any serious condition, but it is important we contact any of her family members , they deserve to be alerted. Just hang around for now let me go inside and make sure she is alright.” Dr. Chris pointed to the nearest empty long seat meant for visitors as he spoke. Fifteen minutes later, the doctor came out. “We have revived her,” he said as he led Michael into his office. “Her name is Brenda Davis. Emotional breakdown is always
sad news. Obviously, heartbreak, I guess. She asked that her friend be contacted. This is her cell phone number.” He handed Michael a piece of paper as he sat down on his rather large seat. “She also asked to see the Good Samaritan who brought her here.” “That's alright. I will make the call and then we can go in and see her.” Michael reached for his cell phone and quickly dialed the number on the piece of paper. After informing Jane of Brenda's condition, and giving her the hospital's address, he said, “Let‟s go and see the patient.
Taken over by impatience and concern, Michael had not been able to take a closer look at the girl he had rescued. As he entered
the hospital room and saw her sitting on the bed, he knew instantly that he had found the girl of his dreams. Physically, she was everything that he had dreamed of, the smile,the posture, the gentleness that seemed to be her real nature. She looked very vulnerable and there was a sudden urge within him to protect her. She was beautiful, and more importantly likeable. He became more concerned to know what happened to her. What went so wrong that she even lost consciousness ? Maybe he could help her.
“This is Mr. Black. He is the good man that brought you here when you fainted at Stream Street,” introduced Dr. Chris. “Hello,” Michael quickly greeted. “I can see that you are much stronger and brighter.”l am really fine now, oh, I am sorry for the inconvenience that I have caused you this evening. Thank you very much for the help. You don't know how grateful I am,” Brenda
said. “I am actually glad that I was there to help you. I didn‟t know what really happened ; I just got dizzy and couldn’t control myself any longer. It is alright. I thank God that you are fine now. I have called your friend. She should be here anytime from
now.” “Oh, thank you, Mr. Black. I can‟t thank you enough.” She was trying so hard not to
show her sadness. She couldn‟t still believe that Adam had really left her. What was she going to do with her life once she left the hospital ? “Please call me Michael.” Before she could reply, Jane stormed into the room and went straight to hugging her. Brenda held unto her like she was the only precious thing on earth. Michael was quick to notice the steady stream of tears running down her cheeks.
This girl is depressed, he thought. I wonder why someone would hurt her; she doesn't look like she can hurt anyone. “What happened?”Jane asked her. Seeing that Brenda wasn't ready to talk about her problems in front of a stranger , Michael quickly cut in, “I‟d better be leaving . Can I have your contact? I will like to be sure that you are alright.” “Oh yes, emm…
Jane, this is Mr.…this is Michael, he brought me to the hospital and also notified you,”Brenda said. “Thank you, sir, I am really
grateful.” “It‟s okay.” He collected the piece of paper Brenda handed him. “And you don't have to worry about the medical bills; I have already taken care of that.” Both girls were touched by his kindness. And Brenda said, “You shouldn‟t have bothered, you have already done so much for me.”
“No problem at all.” He was already walking towards the door. “This is my complimentary card .the little