She turned quickly to face him. “I’m here,”
He blinked, noticing she was standing, blinked again to be sure it was not a dream. “You shouldn’t be out of bed.”
“I know, I feel better,” she replied.
He rose immediately, crossing to her side. “You feel…. better, as in you're stronger?”
“Yes.” She replied.
He studied her carefully, “You’re sure?”
She nodded, but her mind was racing, the dream she had and the stillness inside of her. She could feel it, deep down there and peaceful.
Arthur brushed a hand lightly against her arm.
“You look different,” he murmured.
She forced a small smile, “Arthur even better, I feel different.”
“Is it like… in a good way?” Arthur asked with confusion etched on his face.
She hesitated. “Yes.”
He seemed relieved, “that’s good.”
But she barely h
