The next morning, Shea woke to find Jessica reading in a chair next to the bed.
“Hey.” Shea’s throat felt dry and raw, but much of the pain from the day before was gone.
“Morning, sunshine.” Jessica’s smile made the room feel brighter. “How ya feeling?”
“Like I lost a fight with a Mack truck. How’s Annie?”
“They moved her to a regular room just down the hall. Don’t know much else.”
“I gotta see her.” Shea pressed the button on the bed’s control panel to lower her legs and raise her head.
Jessica lowered the railing on one side. “You sure you’re up for walking?”
Shea harrumphed. “Damn nurse forced me to get outta bed last night and I felt like s**t. Can’t be any worse today.”
With help from Jess, she maneuvered her legs to the edge of the bed, feeling twinges of pain in her back fro
