Chapter 9: Rescue

It’s the 5th of Feb and four days from now is my birthday. But first it’s my surgery which is more important.

“Are you ready for this?” Evie asked.
“Yes I am” I replied.
“Best of luck dude” Sam told as I was taken into the operation theatre.

It was my ankle that was touched by Taylor’s boots… I still remember that day…

“Everything will be fine in some minutes, boy…” It was the doctor’s last words before he began the surgery.

It took exactly 5 hours to complete the operation. After that my right ankle was kept in a fibre cast.
Previously it was thought that I would recover in 4 months however the doctor told that in 6 months I would be match fit.

“6 months!” Sam almost jumped up from the couch.
“After 3 months Miroku will be able to walk and then after another month he will be able to sprint and the rest 2 months he will train…” Evie explained the full thing to Sam.
“But that’s a lot of time… how will you…”Sam was going to ask something.
“Don’t worry Sam” I interrupted Sam.

Is there indeed nothing to worry about? Evie must go to her school… What then? I will be all alone in the house… What will I do?

“Notes” Sam suddenly said.
“Notes?” almost astonished by Sam’s voice, I asked.
“Read these notes Miroku, these are for our final exams”
“Final exams?”
“What has gotten into you? Have you forgotten all about the school and exams?”
“Oh…”
“Read these notes or you will surely fail in the exams”
“I will”

Just when I was again going to be engulfed by the empty feeling within me, Sam came to my rescue. I thanked him silently…not expressing my emotions…Now I have something to do. It’s a matter of few months before my final exams begin. Once I get through that I can fully concentrate on soccer.