DAMIEN
“Seriously Damien, what happened?” she asked me as she spooned the rice into her mouth. “How come the I.V drip and how didn’t I wake up?”
Folding my hands, I watched her eat. “I think the right question should be why didn’t you go to the hospital when you found out you were likely to be sick?” What would have happened if I hadn’t stopped by to check on her?”
“I took some drugs that I thought would handle it.” She mumbled, reaching for the water in the tray. “Sorry I ruined our dinner plans.”
I waved off her apology. That isn’t important right now. “We are having dinner right now, so techiniclly, it was achieved.”
After finishing her meal, Clara glanced at the IV drip with a look of contemplation. "Can you reconnect this?" she asked, her voice filled with exhaustion. "I need to
