Tom jolted awake. He had dozed off in the dining room chair and now his neck ached. Ellie sat upright in the bed watching him, her half-melted glasses askew.
"You almost fell," she said.
Tom smiled. "I'm glad to see you awake. I thought I lost you there."
Ellie shrugged, or at least that was what Tom thought it was. The thick sloppy bandages at her shoulders moved a little up and down which was kind of like a shrug. The towel still covered her midsection.
"I don't really feel anything. It's just a little hard to move. Do you think you can help me find something to wear?"