His Jazz Affair by Nicky Fife

he had spent and eventually after a struggle he was able to sleep.
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    Hearing the phone ring wasn't unusual for Guy. He was accustomed to awakening at odd hours to attend to business. He had not grown the business by sleeping ten hours a day; at times he would have to spend nights with only an hour or two of sleep.
    Guy reached for the receiver at the same time looking at the clock, it was one a.m. In the morning
    “Yes Guy here,” His voice was already alert as if he had been up for hours.
    “Hie its Mike.” His voice was shaky. Mike’s voice was the last one he expected. Just hearing his voice he immediately knew something was wrong. Mike would call if something had happened to Tracy for that matter. Guy’s heart missed a bit.
    “What can I do for you?” Maybe he was just being paranoid. Tracy was fine.
    “Sorry to wake you up there has been in accident. Tracy is in the hospital can you come now to Mercy hospital.”Mike went on to explain that her car had hit a lamp post or something, Guy wasn’t sure. He stopped listening when he heard “accident”. It was too much to bear if anything had happened! Please God I hope he is alright, he prayed
    Guy jumped out of bed grabbing his shirt and his shorts fear flooding back into his head. You could not be thinking anything can happen to Tracy. He blamed himself for this. She wouldn’t have travelled if they had not had a falling out.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 11
    Seeing Tracy lying on the hospital bed was a shock for Guy. She wasn’t hurt badly with only her left arm in a cast. It was the horror of knowing that he could have lost that overwhelmed him and the reality of the situation hit him. Life was short. Too short to live without Tracy
    It took Mike and Sarah to convince to go home with Guy. He had insisted that he could take care of her. Her mom was on the way and there was more space at Guys house. She was unhappy with the arrangement but finally gave in.
    “What movie do you want to watch?” he asked. She was sitting in front of the TV looking sullen. They had to talk sooner or later.
    “Any thing is fine.” She shrugged her shoulders.
    She wasn’t making it easy for him. He may have talked his way around Mike and Sarah but she wasn’t as easy. She had her pride and being dependant on him made her angry. She could take care of herself.
    She looked beautiful with anger lines across her face. He could feel his own heart melting at her sight. He longed to draw her near and kiss away all the painful days away.
    Guy didn’t believe much in fate but he knew everything happened for a reason. The Sheila issue, the arguments and now the accident. All this was meant to make them better people. To understand and trust each other more. But was Tracy ready to admit that?
    Chad had subtly introduced him to a very attractive model this last week. He had been on his case to start dating and socialising again,
    Guy had reluctantly gone out with the woman. It had been a bad mistake from the start. Her voice was shrill, perfume over whelming; she ate too little and had awful blond hair. He knew he was trying to find fault with her because she wasn’t Tracy.
    “I am sorry about the accident, Tracy.” His heart was almost bursting in his chest. He sat next to her on the couch their bodies barely touching. Her familiar scent filled his nostrils.
    She looked down at her one good hand as if contemplating to hit him. He deserved it. She had every right to beat the daylights out of him.
    This was the last place she wanted to be, but they had finally come full circle. She could not avoid him forever.
    “It was good seeing you in hospital and I appreciate you taking me into your home. I will pay you as soon as I can.”
    Guy stood up angrily and paced about the room. Finally calming himself