Chapter 6: Day 22, Getting BetterFalling off a cliff, Colby concluded, caused far too many difficulties. Ought to be avoided. Not generally practiced.
He listened to the world for a moment, eyes shut. Hospital equipment purred, a susurration: an unavoidable reminder of their location. The storm rustled and rumbled. He wanted to see it; he wanted to taste the rain, to touch the water, to at least look out the window at the swirls of light and liquid. Some well-meaning person had closed the shutters.
The doctor had been and gone again, explaining more, telling him they’d keep him overnight for observation and likely send him home tomorrow, prescribing bed rest for another day or two and then light exertion, slowly building back up. The man had also asked earnestly whether there was anythin
