Logan didn’t say a word until we got to the hospital.
He didn’t speak while I took Amelia back to the day care and he didn’t speak through the car ride; he just held my hand in his.
“Are you sure you don’t want to go in alone first?” I asked and he shook his head.
I didn’t say anything else because I knew it wouldn’t help the situation. I just let the nurse lead us into the room where Jake was held.
I took in his figure lying on the bed and couldn’t help but notice how starkly different he is from when I first met him.
For starters his facial hair has grown out making him look more wild and rugged, he is a lot thinner and he just looks worn and tired. I noticed the silver cuffs holding him to the bed and held back a wince.
“I would be upset about these,” Jake said with a nod at the cuffs, “But I think I understand,” his voice was so hoarse from lack of use but I cleared my throat.
“Hi Jake,”