My Bijou! A Maylor Love Story

It's The Sad Eyed Goodbye...

25 February 1976

Chicago

6 am

Voyeur's POV

"Here's his medication and you need to figure out where to keep his razor.." Chrissie advised Roger as she looked over her notes. "Make sure he writes in his journal regularly and he gets enough sleep.." Chrissie turned to him and pulled out a small bottle of pills. "He doesn't know about this but Dr. Roberts gave me a small supply of Valium in case Brian has trouble again.." she revealed to Roger. "He called it in to a local chemist back in Cleveland when he had that panic attack and I informed him about the issues with Dr. Fischer.."  Roger was surprised at this information but kept quiet as Chrissie continued going over Brian's care instructions.  He knew about the razor but wasn't aware of Brian writing in a journal or how much Chrissie had been doing for him.  Despite his misgivings about her real agenda, he was grateful to her.

"I guess that's everything..."  Chrissie mumbled as she thought out loud.  She sighed and closed her notebook and stuffed it in her tote bag.  She glanced at Roger to gauge his grasp of all the information she had shared with him.  

"Okay...I think I've got it....thanks Chrissie...I really mean it!  You have taken good care of him...it means a lot!"  Chrissie smiled warmly at Roger's gratitude and felt it was sincere.  She reached her arms out to him and he accepted her hug.

"I know we both want Brian to completely recover...he is on his way.."  she remarked to him as they released from their embrace.  Chrissie pulled back and they shared a understanding glance as she walked over and checked her that her suitcase was secured.  There was a knock on her door and Roger walked over and opened it to find the bellman waiting with a luggage cart.

"Are you ready?" the bellman asked them and Chrissie nodded as she approached the doorway.  Roger brought her suitcase to the door and the bellman took it from him.  He stepped out and began pushing the cart down the hall.  Roger followed him to Jo's room and he knocked.  

"It's open!" Jo shouted and Roger pushed the door open where he found Jo applying some lip gloss at the vanity in the room.  She smiled at him as she slipped her makeup bag in her purse and moved towards the front of the room.  Roger picked up her suitcase and handed it to the bellman.  Roger circled his arm around Jo's shoulder as they walked in to the hallway together.  They found Brian in the hallway with Chrissie and they exchanged a warm expression between them.  They were silent as they got on to the lift and went to the lobby.  The lift door opened and they stepped out.  Roger walked up to the front desk to check on their car.  

"Mr. Taylor...the car you asked for is waiting outside.."  the concierge informed him.  Roger nodded thanks and joined his party as they headed out the front entrance.  The wind was biting and bitter as they quickly climbed in the back of the limousine.  Roger felt the chill of the wind down to his bones as he held himself inside his coat.  He was grateful to be next to Jo in her own fur coat as the driver closed their door.  The car's interior was quite warm and he relaxed as he saw Brian and Chrissie settle in the seat facing them.  The trunk of the car closed as the bellman finished loading the luggage and the driver took off from the curb.  They were quickly pulled in to traffic as they headed for the airport.

"I heard the weather is good for getting out this morning....there is snow coming in this afternoon but you'll just miss it.."  Brian commented to everyone as they rode to O'Hare.  He felt sad that Chrissie was leaving.  Despite some awkwardness that formed between them because of Chrissie's confession and offer to him, Brian still enjoyed her company and had found her presence in his life soothing and grounding.  He would miss her care and comfort.  He had actually felt a bit spoiled by it all.  It was a mixed bag of feelings that engulfed him as they sat quietly on their ride to the airport.  He is totally in love with Roger but did see some merit in Chrissie's claims about his mental well being.  It was still a lot to process.