Obi and I

"Why do I need to go to the doctor?"

"Wait, wait, so let me get this straight, he told you that whale of a turtle had some sort of illness that Indie may have?" said Indie's father, rubbing his eyes, "No Mike, it's salmonella I'm talking about; a bacteria that killed and infected most of the other animals in the zoo! Gosh, did you even stick in at chemistry class?" Mrs Drake was determined to sue the zoo for this infection that may affect her one and only special daughter.
"So why am I going to see Doctor Beth?" asked Indie, in the back seat of the car, "I've been good moma, I haven't put any balls up my nose since..Since..I haven't done it right now." Mrs Drake adjusted her rear mirror to see her precious daughter's cute face. "Dear, you know Obi? Well, he wasn't very well; like you when you get the flu, yeah? Anyway, Obi's is different, and when he was ill, like you, his flu spread and a few animals in the zoo had to fly to animal heaven and-" what was she saying? She was talking to a 4 year old, not an 11 year old like Steve! But there wasn't an easier way to explain it than.. "Right, listen honey, you may have an infection, it's a type of germ from Obi that a few other animals in the zoo got, but it's not Obi's fault, okay?" she felt proud of herself for that honest speech until she heard soft crying. "Oh honey!" her mother parked the car outside the hospital, reached into the back seat and sat her daughter in the passenger's front seat and hugged her, "hush dear, it's okay, you're gonna be alright, when the doctor see's the infection it'll be gone in no time!" Indie looked up at her mother and stopped crying, "It's not the inbekshin moma," she said, drying her eyes, "it's Obi! What's gonna happen to Obi? They're goin' to tare me and Obi apart! I don't want that, they're goin' to take him to another zoo! I'm never gonna see him again!" but her mother knew different, "Yeah," muttered her mother, "you keep tellin' yourself that."