Once Avery had received the clothes given to her by Mr. Noonan, she asked that someone should close the curtains so that she may get dressed. Without hesitation, Roland grabbed a hold to the curtain and began to pull it over to the other side for closing. Once done, he stepped back away from it, leaving Avery to tend to her business.
Roland turned around and looked at Mr. Noonan for a moment, realizing that he was interrupted from his discussion with Avery before he had came in.
“We were talking about the nurse outfit being a disguise,” said the boy to Mr. Noonan, “She’s still worried about those reporters outside.”
“A disguise?” said Mr. Noonan as he began to laugh, “That’s one way of looking at it, huh? Maybe they won’t be all over us when we leave.”
“I don’t know,” replied Roland as he shook his head in disbelief, “Some of them I think saw us through the window outside.”
As the curtains swiftly opened, Avery stated that she was dressed and ready to go. It was a relief that they were finally going to get out of the hospital, expecting to hopefully get out of there peacefully without being hoarded by the news media. Indeed a plan was needed now, yet nothing could come to mind for Roland.
A moment came afterwards as a nurse came in to give Avery some shoes to wear so that she wouldn’t have to walk barefooted when they depart. Once the nurse handed them over, she stated that everything was set, also informing them that they would leave out of the back, instructing Mr. Noonan to bring his vehicle around so that they could get in without being spotted.
“Ah,” replied Mr. Noonan, stressed out because of knowing what was to be done of him “That means I have to go to the front…..where the hoard is at. Let’s just hope I make it out the door.”
“Just try to be careful,” said Roland, “There was security in the front when we came in, so I don’t think they would let you just go out by yourself.”
“You’re right,” said Mr. Noonan back to Roland, “The quicker we get going, the sooner we’ll be out of this mess. Alright, wish me luck.”
As he left the room and hurried back to his car, Roland looked over to Avery, seeing nothing but fright upon her face due to the circumstances of the outer activity of the building. Trying to comfort her, Roland walked over to her, handing his hand out to her.
“We’ll make it out Avery,” he said to her, “We’re going to be ok. I’m not going to let them come near you, ok? I promise.”
Roland turned around and looked at Mr. Noonan for a moment, realizing that he was interrupted from his discussion with Avery before he had came in.
“We were talking about the nurse outfit being a disguise,” said the boy to Mr. Noonan, “She’s still worried about those reporters outside.”
“A disguise?” said Mr. Noonan as he began to laugh, “That’s one way of looking at it, huh? Maybe they won’t be all over us when we leave.”
“I don’t know,” replied Roland as he shook his head in disbelief, “Some of them I think saw us through the window outside.”
As the curtains swiftly opened, Avery stated that she was dressed and ready to go. It was a relief that they were finally going to get out of the hospital, expecting to hopefully get out of there peacefully without being hoarded by the news media. Indeed a plan was needed now, yet nothing could come to mind for Roland.
A moment came afterwards as a nurse came in to give Avery some shoes to wear so that she wouldn’t have to walk barefooted when they depart. Once the nurse handed them over, she stated that everything was set, also informing them that they would leave out of the back, instructing Mr. Noonan to bring his vehicle around so that they could get in without being spotted.
“Ah,” replied Mr. Noonan, stressed out because of knowing what was to be done of him “That means I have to go to the front…..where the hoard is at. Let’s just hope I make it out the door.”
“Just try to be careful,” said Roland, “There was security in the front when we came in, so I don’t think they would let you just go out by yourself.”
“You’re right,” said Mr. Noonan back to Roland, “The quicker we get going, the sooner we’ll be out of this mess. Alright, wish me luck.”
As he left the room and hurried back to his car, Roland looked over to Avery, seeing nothing but fright upon her face due to the circumstances of the outer activity of the building. Trying to comfort her, Roland walked over to her, handing his hand out to her.
“We’ll make it out Avery,” he said to her, “We’re going to be ok. I’m not going to let them come near you, ok? I promise.”