Chapter Nineteen
Paul was tired. He was tired of lying down. He was tired of waiting around.
He felt no tingling in his toes. No hot and cold sensations in his legs. All the sensation was in his heart. His heart beat so fiercely, so rapidly that Paul was certain it was going to burst out of his chest. Maybe that would make Madison come back sooner.
With a glance up at the door, he saw that that wasn’t happening. Paul was done waiting. He hefted his left leg up. With a grunt, he slid it off the edge of the hospital bed. It took an effort to keep his balance, but he managed. Finally, he was able to swing his right leg over the side of the bed.
He looked down to confirm that his toes were touching the cold ground. They were. But he felt nothing.
He felt nothing in his feet. Nothing in hi
