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Chapter 86

Her dark red hair is tucked into a chic white silk turban. There are tiny golden bells sewn into the turban, and when she moves, they jiggle. She’s always been an eccentric. God, how I missed her. Tears sting my eyes as I reach for her hands.

No, don’t touch me, baby.

But why?

Because I’m not really here.

I know…I’m dreaming.

Derek. You’re not dreaming. Look, I don’t have much time. You know, you stood by that door for six hours.

Six? I’m sorry. It’s almost morning then.

Forget morning. Forget that for now. Listen to me. I don’t know how to break this to you, but you’re ina coma, baby. You’re lying in a hospital bed. You’re not breathing on your own yet. There’s some encouraging activity in your brain, but you’re not responding to light, touch or sound.

Why do I always have these stupid bloody dreams? Why can’t I have a nice dream where we’re having a picnic or something?