Regina
I wanted to spend the night at the hospital with Japheth just to reassure myself that he really was going to be okay, but the nurse haughtily informed me that it wasn’t allowed, and that visiting hours were over at 8pm.
I left him resting as comfortably as was possible, with pillows propping up his wrist and ankle, and icepack on his head, and enough painkillers in his system to make him nod off in the middle of a lecture to go home and take care of myself.
There he was, all banged up and broken, worried about what I was going to eat for dinner.
I drove home feeling jumpy and nervous. My foot hovered over the brake constantly and my eyes were constantly checking and double checking every intersection. I felt a chill pass through me when I passed the stoplight where the acciden
