I woke up to the sound of Leo's giggling. Opening my eyes, I saw a nurse tickling his feet, both of them laughing. The sight warmed my heart, reminding me why I was fighting so hard.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Leo called out, his smile bright despite the tubes and machines surrounding him.
I stretched, wincing at the stiffness in my neck from sleeping in the chair. "Good morning, sunshine. How are you feeling today?"
"Better!" Leo exclaimed. "Can we play that game again? The one with the pirates?"
Leo and I played for the next hour, our laughter filling the room. Nurses and doctors popped in, all charmed by Leo's infectious joy, and moments like these made all the hardship worthwhile.
As lunchtime approached, I had an idea. "Hey, Leo, how about I cook something special fo
