Love's Retaliation

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Book excerpt

Chapter 1

Timothy Sorason was sitting by his friend, and roommate’s, hospital bed. His friend, Willard Murdoc, was sleeping. The hospital staff had been keeping him sedated since he had been brought to the hospital by ambulance. They were trying to keep him calm. Will’s face was blistered and red. The doctors had covered his eyes with gauze to protect  them until they could see how much damage had been done.

Called by the police, Will’s parents rushed into the room and hurried over to Will’s bedside. Tim moved out of the way, so they could get closer.

Cam Murdoc, Will’s father, turned to Tim. “What happened? The police said he was trying to take the magic mirror. Why would he do something like that?”

“He wasn’t planning on keeping it. He just wanted to keep it away from Alison. She told him she was going to the museum to look in the mirror. She wanted to see if Will was really her true love. Will panicked. He is crazy about Alison and the thought of her seeing anyone else in the mirror made him lose all reason. He thought if he could just keep Alison from looking in it for a while, she would forget about it,” Tim tried to explain.

“How did he get hurt?” asked Lucy Murdoc.

“He had the mirror and was on his way out. I was waiting outside for him. He must have triggered a silent alarm. When he heard the sirens, he panicked and dropped the mirror. It broke in to two pieces. A bright light came out of both pieces and struck Will in the face. It looked like  lightning,” said Tim with a shudder.

“You said the mirror broke?” asked Cam.

“Yes, I saw it break. The police didn’t believe me, because, when they found the mirror, after Will was in the ambulance, it was in one piece again, I don’t know how to explain it, but I saw the mirror break and send two streams of light to Will,” said Tim shaking his head.

“Are the police going to file any charges?” asked Cam.

“I don’t know. They had me down at the police station for questioning, but they didn’t keep me long. I think it will be up to the museum to press charges,” said Tim.

“Does Alison know that Will is in the hospital?” asked Lucy.

“I don’t know. I have not called her,” said Tim with a frown. “If she had not been teasing Will, he would not have tried to take the mirror, and he would not have gotten hurt. I know he thinks he is in love with her, but I think he needs to slow down and get to know her better.”

“I think you are a good friend,” said Lucy, patting his arm. “Thank you for caring.”

Dr. Marcus Drake entered the room. The Murdocs moved away from the bed so he could check on Will.

“How is he, Doc?” asked Cam.

“It will be morning before we can check his eyes,” said Dr. Drake. “We have called an eye specialist to be here when we take his bandages off to check them.”

Marcus turned to face the Murdocs. He held out his hand to first one and then the other. “I’m Dr. Marcus Drake. I have been looking after your son since he was brought in. I think the damage is only on his face. It looks like a flash burn, similar to a  lightning strike. Tim told me about the mirror. I can’t say one way or the other about the mirror. It may have been reflecting off something. We have no way of knowing, so we will just have to leave it up to the police to investigate it. Will is not going to wake up tonight. He was given a sedative. Why don’t you all go home and come back in the morning?” Dr. Drake turned and left.

“I’m not leaving my son here by himself,” declared Lucy.

Cam put his arm around her shoulder. “Why don’t you go on home and call David and Mike? I’ll stay here with Will. You can go home, too, Tim. I will let you know if there is any change.”

“I could stay a while longer if you need to drive Mrs. Murdoc home,” said Tim.

“Thank you, Tim. I’ll drive Lucy home and be right back,” said Cam.

“Take your time,” said Tim. “I’m in no hurry.”

The Murdocs left after Lucy gave Tim a hug. Tim settled down at Will’s bedside to wait.

Shortly after the Murdocs left, the door eased open and Alison Street entered. “Alison, what are you doing here?” asked Tim, startled.

Alison walked over to Will’s bedside and stood, gazing at his face covered in bandages.

“I heard about Will on the news. I came to see how he is doing,” said Alison.

“You just missed his parents,” remarked Tim.

“Yes, I know. I waited for them to leave,” said Alison.

“Why?” asked Tim, looking at her hard.

“I was afraid they would blame me for Will being hurt,” said Alison. “Did he really try to take the magic mirror?”

“After you told him you were going to see if you could see your true love in the mirror, what did you expect him to do?” asked Tim.

“I was only teasing him,” said Alison. “I never thought he would take me seriously.”

“Well, he did,” said Tim. “Why don’t you go ahead and look in the mirror. If you are going to look for true love in the mirror, you must not have the same feelings for Will as he has for you. Why do you have to keep stringing him along and getting his hopes up?”

“I care about Will,” protested Alison.

Tim shook his head. “You only like the idea of having a boyfriend who is crazy about you, to flaunt in front of all of your friends.”

 Alison sighed and ignored Tim’s words. She looked at Tim and then looked down at Will again. “Are you going to tell me how he is?” asked Alison.

“They won’t know how bad it is until they remove his bandages in the morning,” said Tim. “They can’t tell how badly his eyes were damaged until then.”

“Are you going to stay all night?’ asked Alison.

“No, I’m staying until Mr. Murdoc gets back. He went to take Mrs. Murdoc home,” remarked Tim.

“I guess I had better go,” said Alison nervously. “Will you let me know how Will is doing in the morning?”

Tim shrugged his shoulder. “I’ll let you know when I can.”

“Thank you,” said Alison, as she left.

Tim turned back to Will with a sigh. “Buddy, I hope you get over the obsession you have with Alison. She is in no way ready to settle into a committed relationship.”

Alison had mentioned seeing about Will on the news. Tim took the TV remote and clicked the power button. He turned the sound down low so it wouldn’t disturb Will and flipped through the channels until he found one telling news. The news crew was out in front of the museum. They were trying to get a statement from the lady in charge.

“I told you, I do not have any details about the attempted break in. If you want anything further, talk to the police,” she said. The lady turned and went back into the museum and closed the door.

“There you have it, folks. Mrs. Valerie Drake, the museum curator, has denied any knowledge of the attempted break in. This is SECC news, signing off.” The news person cut off and the broadcast was transferred back to the station. Tim turned the TV off.

The door opened and Tim turned and watched Mr. Murdoc enter the room. He came over to the bed, and Tim got up so he could have the chair at his son’s bedside.

“I’ll see you first thing in the morning,” said Tim.

“Good night, Tim, and thank you,” said Mr. Murdoc.

“There are no thanks needed. He is my friend,” said Tim as he turned and left.

Mr. Murdoc looked at his son with a sigh and bowed his head to say a prayer. He raised his head and looked at Will. He was so young, too young to tie himself to a relationship with such an immature girl. He hoped this accident would give Will a chance to understand this.

While Mr. Murdoc was sitting  at his son’s bedside, Tim was entering the room he and Will shared at the college. It was a very lonely place without Will there. He shook his head. He had tried to talk Will out of his hair-brained idea. Maybe he had not tried hard enough to stop him. It was going to be a long time until morning. He lay down on his bed. Maybe he could rest a while. There was no way he was going to be able to sleep. The next thing he knew, the alarm went off. He turned it off and looked at the clock. It was six o’ clock. Tim quickly jumped in the shower and, putting on clean clothes, headed for the hospital. He went through a drive-through on the way and picked up two coffees. He handed one to Mr. Murdoc when he entered Will’s room.

“Thank you, Tim,” said Mr. Murdoc.

The door of Will’s room opened and David and Mike, Will’s two brothers, entered. “How’s he doing?” asked Mike.

“He’s still asleep,” remarked Mr. Murdoc.

“Hi, Tim,” said David.

“Hi,” said Tim.

“How did Will come up with such a hair-brained scheme?” asked Mike. “How did he get into the museum?”

“He had been sitting around, brooding about Alison, saying she was going to look in the mirror. She said she wanted to see if Will was her true love. The more he thought about the mirror, the worse his mood became. He just snapped. I tried to talk him out of it, but he was determined to keep the mirror away from Alison. He said if he could keep her from looking in the mirror for a while, she would forget all about it,” said Tim. “He had a skeleton key. When he tried it, it opened the door to the museum. All he had to do was walk right in.”

David shook his head. “Didn’t he realize it would be better to find out how Alison really felt before they became any more involved?”

“Like I said, he wasn’t thinking. He was just reacting,” remarked Tim. “I think when his key opened the door; he took it as a sign he was supposed to go on in.”

Will stirred and moaned. Everyone stopped and looked at him. When he raised his hand to his face, His dad caught his hand and held it.

“You have bandages over your eyes, Will. The doctor will take them off in a little while,” said Cam.

“Dad,” whispered Will. “What happened? Where am I?”

“You are in the hospital. You had an accident. Just relax and wait for the doctor. He can tell you more,” said Cam Murdoc.

“Yeah, little brother, take it easy,” said David.

“David, what are you doing here?” asked Will.

“Where else do you think I would be when my little brother is in the hospital?” asked David.

“Yeah,” agreed Mike. “We have to make sure you don’t get spoiled with all these pretty nurses making a fuss over you.”

“Mike, you are here, too?” said Will. “Is Mom here?”

“She will be back soon. The doctor sent her home last night,” said Cam.

“Is Tim here?” asked Will.

“I’m right here,” said Tim.

“Have you heard from Alison?” asked Will.

Tim’s lips tightened. “She came by last night for a few minutes.” Cam gave Tim an inquiring look. “She came by while you were taking Mrs. Murdoc home.”

“Is she alright?” asked Will.

“She is fine. Don’t worry about her. Relax and wait for the doctor to tell you how you are. When you get out of here, there will be time enough to deal with Alison,” said Tim.

Will settled back with a sigh. “I guess you’re right,” he said.

Lucy Murdoc entered the hospital room and hurried to Will’s bedside. “Will, you’re awake! How are you feeling?” she asked, taking his hand.

“Mom, I don’t feel much of anything except some itching on my face. I’m glad you’re here,” said Will.

“Where else would I be?” asked Lucy. “My baby gets hurt; of course, I’m going to be here.”

“Mom, I’m not a baby,” protested Will when both David and Mike laughed.

“You’ll always be my baby,” said Lucy giving both David and Mike a glare. They both quickly straightened their faces and tried to look innocent.

Lucy spotted Tim and smiled at him. “Good morning. Tim.”

“Good morning, Mrs. Murdoc,” said Tim.

“I’m glad Will has a friend like you to be here for him,” said Lucy Murdoc

“Will would do the same for me,” replied Tim.

“Of course, he would,” agreed Lucy Murdoc with a smile.