* A couple of weeks have passed since Ralph has come to visit me, and he still either calls or texts me almost daily. Gael jokes about changing my number. "Tell him that I'm awake, but weak and I don't remember who caused my accident and injected me with silver," "Maybe he'll stop bugging you," I call him so that I can hear his voice. I want to see if I can detect any guilt or lies in his voice. "Hey Ralph!" "Hey Baby mama!" I laugh. "What the f**k," "Why are you, the way you are?" "I love to hear you laugh, but I don't like your potty mouth," "Ralph, I don't care what you like," "You used too!" "There you go again getting all sensitive on me," Gael raises his eyebrows at me and reminds me, why I called. "Oh, yeah," "I just called to tell you the great news!" "What news Kari, are you comin
