![]() ![]() "Is it?" I strangled out, fighting back the urge to scream. "That's understandable," she replied, rubbing my arm soothingly. "Claire, I'm so scared for him, and my body is frozen." ![]() ![]() "I feel like can't breathe," I confessed as teardrop after teardrop fell from my eyelashes. "He's going to be okay, Shan," she whispered, squeezing me tightly. "They were taking him in around midnight – wasn’t that what Gerard said?" Shifting onto her side in the tiny single bed we were sharing, Claire wrapped her arm around me. I shrugged a shoulder, feeling numb to the bone. "Do you think he's out of surgery by now?" Claire asked. I didn’t have his phone number, and even if I had, I didn’t have a phone to use.įear unlike any I had experienced before was battering me. Johnny was out there somewhere, lying in one of those big, lit up hospitals, having god knows what done to his body. The girls had long since fallen asleep, with Lizzie in the single bed next to ours, and Shelly and Helen in the double bed on the opposite side of the room.Įvery once in a while, I checked the time on the analogue clock on the nightstand. I hadn't moved from this exact position since being thrust into the hotel room with Claire, Lizzie, Shelly, and Helen several hours ago, and told to stay put by a frazzled Mrs. "I'm awake," I croaked out as I lay on my side, completely motionless, and stared out the window at the city lights of the capital. ![]()
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