"Okay, turn around and lay on your back," I raised my head from the pillow and looked at him, "I might not be able to feel anything, but I can help take care of that for you, at least you can feel."
"You'll do that for me?" I asked excitedly.
"Better that than been driving to madness by your smell."
"I can cool off, beside your legs are still..." He bent his legs up and smiled. "You can walk?"
"I can move my legs but I am yet to walk, I think by tomorrow I will be able to stand. Come on hon, lay and spread for me."
"Lay and spread? What does that mean?" I asked curiously. Don't look at me, I'm a complete novice.
"Lay on your back, Suzanne..."
"Florry," I corrected snappily, "I've told you that."
"Florry, I need to go back to this if you don't mind," he waved the big red book, "now
