爱的港湾（2）（2/2）
《美丽英文》作者：方雪梅 2017-04-14 12:47
hair and breathing through his ventilator, appeared at Harry’s office door one morning.
“Harry, I want to get married, ”Michael announced.
“Married？” Harry’s mouth dropped open. How serious was this？ “To who？ ”Harry asked.
“To Juana, ”Michael said. “We’re in love.”
Love. Love had found its way through the hospital doors, over two bodies that refused to work for their owners and penetrated their hearts—despite the fact that the two patients were unable to feed or cloth themselves, required ventilators just to breath and could never walk again. Michael had spinal muscular atrophy; Juana had multiple sclerosis.
Just how serious this marriage idea was, became quite apparent when Michael pulled out the engagement ring and beamed as he hadn’t done in years. In fact, the staff had never seen a kinder, sweeter Michael, who had been one of the angriest men Harry’s employees had ever worked with.
The reason for Michael’s anger was understandable. For twenty-five years, he had lived his life at a medical center where his mother had placed him at age nine and visited him several times a week until she died. He was always a raspy sort of guy, who cussed out his nurses routinely, but at least he felt he had f***ly at the hospital. The patients were his friends.
“Harry, I want to get married, ”Michael announced.
“Married？” Harry’s mouth dropped open. How serious was this？ “To who？ ”Harry asked.
“To Juana, ”Michael said. “We’re in love.”
Love. Love had found its way through the hospital doors, over two bodies that refused to work for their owners and penetrated their hearts—despite the fact that the two patients were unable to feed or cloth themselves, required ventilators just to breath and could never walk again. Michael had spinal muscular atrophy; Juana had multiple sclerosis.
Just how serious this marriage idea was, became quite apparent when Michael pulled out the engagement ring and beamed as he hadn’t done in years. In fact, the staff had never seen a kinder, sweeter Michael, who had been one of the angriest men Harry’s employees had ever worked with.
The reason for Michael’s anger was understandable. For twenty-five years, he had lived his life at a medical center where his mother had placed him at age nine and visited him several times a week until she died. He was always a raspy sort of guy, who cussed out his nurses routinely, but at least he felt he had f***ly at the hospital. The patients were his friends.