"He's not waking up... why isn't he waking up?" Georgia's voice cracked as she clutched Kelvin's little hand, her tears soaking the edge of his hospital blanket.
The machines beeped steadily beside him. Calm. Repetitive. But nothing about this moment felt calm. Or right. Or fair.
Jared stood frozen across the room, jaw clenched so tight the veins in his neck stood out. His fists curled and uncurled like he was holding back a scream, or maybe a punch.
The nurse reentered, her steps soft but her words like knives. "He's in a coma. The swelling in his brain caused him to shut down. It's his way of protecting himself... We just have to wait."
Wait? Georgia's soul screamed. Her baby was lying still, hooked to wires and machines, and they wanted her to wait.
She leaned closer to
