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Levi looks at me again with questioning eyes.
“She’s asking about what was said from your bosses, why was none of that discussed with the store?” I tell him.
“Honestly, I’m not sure.”
“Wouldn’t some of the information still be my business, since I’m the only one here who is representing management of the store?” she asks.
“One would think, yes. You should be updated to an extent. However, I know that there has been communications occurring with the store owner. So, I would suggest that you shake your fist at him.” Levi says.
“But why would I do that if I have you dirtying up my bestie here?”
“What does my relationship with Kendall have to do with any of this,” he shakes his head asking.
“I can make it, so she doesn’t let your hands go up her shirt anymore.” Janelle jokes.
“Oh gawd, please don’t make me a pawn here. That hurts me as much as it hurts him.” I whine.
“So, Mr. Hussy, what’s new in quarantine?” Janelle asks as Levi rolls his eyes.
16
Levi
I enjoyed the back and forth with Kendall and her friend, as well as the fact that we don’t need to hide our relationship from someone. While I do still think it’s important to appear to remain professional in front of the guys and my superiors, it is getting increasingly harder to do.
I find that while I’m making my rounds and checking in with my unit, I’m keeping my eyes peeled to catch glimpse of her. While I’m assisting the doc with the tests, I’m anxious when it’s her turn, for that single moment where I will see her for that time period.
Even though we spend time together for the breakfast and dinner hours, as well as most of the night, it’s not enough.
I want more.
I want to be able to parade around this space, that’s become home to many of us. I want to walk around holding her hand and kissing her. I want to have more than stolen glances and behind the scenes everything else.
I’m sitting in the briefing area with the doc when someone comes up to us. His face is pale, and it appears as if he is holding in a cough.
The doc swings his chair around at the sound of someone behind him.
“What’s going on, Virgil?” Doc asks.
“I’m not feeling too hot, Doc.” he proclaims pulling the collar of his shirt away from his damp skin.
The Doc stands up quickly with his chair pushed back, slamming against another chair as he moves quickly.
He motions for me to follow while the doctor pulls gloves out of his jacket pocket. We move along the outskirts of the store and even though we’re walking briskly, panic engulfs me as we move.
The doctor is talking quietly to Virgil as if it’s normal conversation until we get into the doorway to the isolation area.
“James, suit up. I want you in here with me. You will need to add extra precautions just in case. I’m going to need you with me for this.” Doc says to me.
I don’t think twice while I move through the motions of getting my protective gear on. Once I’ve got the face guard and the mask on, I enter into the space. The doctor has Virgil laying on the bed and beginning with the blood pressure and checking his vitals.
“Where do you need me sir?” I ask as I walk up to him.
“I need you to write down the vitals as I say them for now.” He tells me.
I grab a blank notepad and begin writing down the information as instructed.
I run through the motions of what I’m being told and after forty-five minutes, it’s clear that Virgil has the beginning signs of the virus. The pattern from the others and the way that Virgil is presenting is consistent with how the others began.
