Chapter 49SOME TIME DURING the second day in the hospital they lowered the meds, and I started having the dreams. He wore blue jeans that were tight enough that you could tell his lower body had not had the workout that his upper body had. Dallas asked, Can I read it? I think you should because he didn't wait just to catch a glimpse of me. My great-grandfather, Poppy, talked about my great-grandmother like they were still school kids right up until he died.
Three of the fingers looked crippled, at unnatural angles. ike solid black mirrors reflecting back, not something to fall into, but something to show you the truth. Nothing came to mind. Both Richard and Jean-Claude huddled around my humanity like it was the last fire at the end of the world and all the rest was icy darkness.
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