Chapter 14Keller opened his eyes and saw a glowing, white figure hovering over him. “Oh, God, I’m dead,” he moaned.
He heard a loud tutting noise followed by, “Oh, dear, don’t be such a drama queen.”
Keller was coming out of haze. His mind was foggy and his body felt all tingly, but he immediately recognized the voice. “Angel? You’re here?”
“Where else would I be?”
He tried to sit up and failed. “Uh, I don’t know, anywhere. Doing anything else.”
Cameron grabbed his hand and—oh that felt nice. His hands were so soft. Had they always been that soft? “You’re hurt. You didn’t think I would leave you here alone, did you?”
Rather than answer with a resounding, “Yes, you hate me, remember?” Keller looked around the cramped hospital room. “Flowers?” he said intelligently.
Cameron turned to
