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It was past 3am when Andrea got the call. A call that every wife of a cop hates. Her husband, Sergent Russell Quintero, was shot. It was close, but nothing life threatening. They were going to be sending another officer over to pick her up and bring her to the ER. The doctor wanted to talk to her before they took the Sgt. up to observation for the night. The way it sounded, the news couldn't be good.
Sgt. Quintero was lucky. Extremely lucky. He was shot it the head but the bullet only grazed his temple, knocking him out. He came in and out of consciousness but it wastn't anything too serious. They wanted to keep him for the night.
When the doctor approached Andrea, who calmed down a bit, his features told Andrea something was wrong.
"Mrs. Quintero, your husband seems to be suffering from a mild case of amnesia-"
"What?!" Andrea had cried out. This couldn't be! "How much does he remember?" She thought everything was going to be all right.
The doctor explained it all. Russell knew that he was a cop but he didn't remember what city it was for. He knew he was married but he didn't know who his wife was or what her name is. And that crushed Andrea's heart. How could this be?
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6AM, 3 hours later, Andrea was sleeping in a chair (very uncomfortable to boot) next to Russ' bed. She hadn't left his side since she was allowed to see him. He seemed to be doing OK so far, despite a medium sized bandage on his right temple.
The story was that a small convenience store was being robbed, some junkie who needed money. He freaked when Russ was called and with no provacation, he shot him but not before Russ shot the junkie. Andrea never wanted to get a call from the force telling her that her husband was shot or never wanted someone coming to her door telling her that Russ wouldn't be coming home tonight.
She loved her husband so much. It didn't matter that their sex life wasn't all it was cracked up to be. What mattered was that they loved each other....right?
It was past 3am when Andrea got the call. A call that every wife of a cop hates. Her husband, Sergent Russell Quintero, was shot. It was close, but nothing life threatening. They were going to be sending another officer over to pick her up and bring her to the ER. The doctor wanted to talk to her before they took the Sgt. up to observation for the night. The way it sounded, the news couldn't be good.
Sgt. Quintero was lucky. Extremely lucky. He was shot it the head but the bullet only grazed his temple, knocking him out. He came in and out of consciousness but it wastn't anything too serious. They wanted to keep him for the night.
When the doctor approached Andrea, who calmed down a bit, his features told Andrea something was wrong.
"Mrs. Quintero, your husband seems to be suffering from a mild case of amnesia-"
"What?!" Andrea had cried out. This couldn't be! "How much does he remember?" She thought everything was going to be all right.
The doctor explained it all. Russell knew that he was a cop but he didn't remember what city it was for. He knew he was married but he didn't know who his wife was or what her name is. And that crushed Andrea's heart. How could this be?
*********************
6AM, 3 hours later, Andrea was sleeping in a chair (very uncomfortable to boot) next to Russ' bed. She hadn't left his side since she was allowed to see him. He seemed to be doing OK so far, despite a medium sized bandage on his right temple.
The story was that a small convenience store was being robbed, some junkie who needed money. He freaked when Russ was called and with no provacation, he shot him but not before Russ shot the junkie. Andrea never wanted to get a call from the force telling her that her husband was shot or never wanted someone coming to her door telling her that Russ wouldn't be coming home tonight.
She loved her husband so much. It didn't matter that their sex life wasn't all it was cracked up to be. What mattered was that they loved each other....right?
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