Sam glanced at the clock on her bedside table. It seemed impossible, she had slept 2 hours. Had Lynn been in with her father for two hours?
Lynn came over and sat on the edge of the bed next to Sam. Her worry and fear was palpable and clearly readable on her young pretty face.
“Are you ok Lynn?” Sam asked as she sat up to sit next to Lynn on the bed.
Lynn turned to Sam “He is sick again.”
“Sam, I can tell by his eyes. He gets this look in his eyes. He is getting sick.”
Lynn turned her distressed face toward Sam “No. His Bi-polar disorder.”
“I haven’t seen it since his divorce from Alyssa. He seemed so healthy. But I am scared. It was so bad before. I remember she had him on this medicine and he would just stand and stare out the window.”
“What medicine..wha..I don’t understand.”
“My mom said he would get weird with her too, after the bone marrow transplant. I am so scared Sam.”
Sam saw and felt Lynn’s fear. It was contagious. Sam started trembling. She was so confused but she saw how upset Lynn was.”Ok Lynn. Don’t worry. I will figure out what is going on.”
Lynn went back to her bedroom. Sam got up. Still shaking, she walked back to the office door. She could hear a lot of movement on the other side. She put her ear up to the door. She could not picture what he was moving around but he seemed to be in the middle of some very labor intense project. She could hear him mumbling but could not make out the words.
Sam put her hand on the doorknob and took in a deep breath as she turned it. She slowly pushed the door open.
The office looked as if a hurricane had blown through. File drawers were open with piles and piles of files and papers stacked around the floor. Paul was in the back storage area. He came out shuffling backwards dragging three stacked file boxes behind him.
He saw Sam. “You know part of the problem is I haven’t been organized since we met. I am always very organized and I haven’t been paying enough attention. I need to get everything back in order.”
Sam didn’t know what to say. The last thing he was doing was putting things in order. She watched him open the boxes which contained years and years of invoices and paperwork from past jobs. He rapidly pulled them out and he ran around the office placing piles next to piles.