CHAPTER 54
I slip in and out of consciousness until I lose all track of time. When I open my eyes, I have no idea if it’s been two minutes or two days since the last time I was awake.
Sometimes Hee-Man’s here, and sometimes he’s not. I get the feeling that weeks have passed, months even, but I know that can’t be the case.
Doc looks less nervous now and more resigned. I’m not sure that’s a good thing when you’re talking about the man charged with keeping you from death. But I’m so tired I hardly care. I want to tell him he’s done a good job. He’s done all he can. I don’t even hurt anywhere. He doesn’t have to be afraid for me.
But talking takes too much effort, and after a minute I always fall back to sleep anyway. It’s nice. Peaceful. Painless.
Just like Grandma Lucy prayed that it wo
