CHAPTER 58
I awoke to the smell of antiseptic and industrial floor cleaner. The last thing I remembered before waking up in Broward General was crawling towards the sauna door as a wall of hot air crushed my lungs. It was the stuff of nightmares.
Still woozy, I took in my surroundings and realized there was someone in the next bed. I reached over and pulled the curtain and found Grace looking like her old self. What a relief! I thought she was asleep, but then she turned her head and gave me a weak smile and a wave.
"Hey, James, are we dead?" she asked. "If we are, do you think my head is going to hurt like this for all eternity--because that would suck."
I laughed. "If we're dead, at least we're together. That was one helluva spa you chose Grace. I can tell you this, they are not goin
