Kelvin stirred. His eyelids fluttered open slowly, blinking against the harsh white of the hospital lights. For a moment, his vision was blurry, then it focused on the soft, tear-streaked face of his mother hovering above him.
"Mommy..." his voice was weak, scratchy, but full of something fragile, hope.
Georgia gasped, her hand flying to her mouth as tears spilled anew. "Kelvin?" she breathed.
He gave her a faint smile.
"The song..." he whispered, barely audible. "Mommy, sing it again... the one you used to sing when I was scared. Please..."
Georgia blinked.
She looked down at Kelvin, but his lips hadn't moved.
It was only in her head.
Her trembling fingers brushed through his dark curls as she leaned forward, her forehead gently touching his.
"I know you're ti
