“Okay.” Toni nodded and took one last look at Onika. “What about Uma?”
“I was going to check on her now. She was conscious when they brought her in. Luckily, she was in a seatbelt, but it didn’t stop her from getting knocked around a bit too. She’s got some contusions from the glass, but her placenta ruptured, causing her to hemorrhage. That’s why they had to do an emergency cesarean. That wasn’t from the car wreck. Just bad timing,” Rhema reported.
“This is so crazy,” Toni whispered, stroking her temple.
“I’m going to check in with the doctors and make a few other rounds. You are welcome to sit in here with her if you want. I can have the doctors find you if there are any updates.”
“Thanks, Rhema. I appreciate it.”
“No problem. I’ll be praying for everyone.”
Bull went up to his wife and rested his hands on her shoulders before massaging them gently.
“I know I’m supposed to hate her. I have every reason to, but—”
“She’s your mother,” Bull said in her ear. “Trust me. If anybody gets it, it’s me.”
“I guess so. Brenda is actually at the house now. She was drunk when she pulled up as I was leaving,” Toni informed him. “I put her in the guest room so she could sleep it off.”
“I gotta get her some fucking help.” Bull sighed and nudged away from his wife. “Especially if she thinks she’s going to keep coming around the kids.”
“Maybe this can be a wake up call for all of us.” Toni reached out to stroke some of her mother’s rich, dark brown hair. “Urso risked all their lives. Brenda can’t keep using drugs and alcohol as a crutch and expect to be in Breeze and Bijou’s life where she could possibly endanger them.”
“Exactly,” Bull agreed.
Something outside the hospital door caught Toni’s attention. A voice. Low, sultry, but familiar as her face balled into a frown. A woman stood at the nurse’s desk outside Onika’s door. Black tights, a red t-shirt, sneakers and a red Kansas City Chiefs snapback on her head. Chai.
Toni moved toward Bull so she could hear.
“I’m here for my sister, Uma, and my daddy, Urso Chambers,” she told the nurse at the station, keeping her head low.
“This punk ass bitch,” Toni said under her breath.
Bull turned and caught his wife before she charged at Chai in the hallway in front of everybody. She’d fallen off the face of the earth in the last few months. Toni fantasized about finding that bitch and finishing what she started.
“Not here,” Bull told her, looking up and down the hallway.
“One moment while I check on that for you,” the nurse replied, tapping at the keyboard and studying the screen in front of her.
Chai held her hand against the hat on her head and pretended to study a brochure for childhood immunizations while she waited. After looking at the screen, the nurse picked up the phone and made a call. She spoke low, not even Chai could hear her. When she hung the phone up, she looked at her.
“The doctor is actually on his way down to talk to you about everything. You can have a seat over there in those chairs.” She pointed to a wall about eight steps from where Toni and Bull stood in Onika’s room.
Chai looked at her funny but took a few steps back and went to sit down as she’d been instructed. Minutes later, the doctor arrived and Toni moved to the other side of the open door to eavesdrop.
“Ms. Chambers?” The tall, slim Caucasian surgeon approached her, still in surgical scrubs as he removed his cap.
“Yes.” Chai abruptly stood. “How are they? How’s my daddy? How’s my sister and the baby?”
“I’m very sorry, your father’s injuries were much more than we anticipated. Unfortunately, he succumbed to them not long ago in the operating room,” the doctor revealed.
“What? No!” Chai screamed.
“They are closing on your sister and her baby now. She’ll be in recovery for a few hours before they admit her to a room for observation. I was told she and her baby are both stable.”
Toni wasn’t going to shed one tear over Urso. The news only left her numb. Even though Uma always treated her like shit, she supposed she was glad that she and her baby were alright. She noticed she hadn’t asked about Onika though, which wasn’t surprising.
“Is there someone we can call for you?”