Rebecca’s eyes were heavy, as if something was weighing them down. She could hear beeping in the background, and there was a smell that she couldn’t quite place. Her arm ached as if someone had punched her. She groaned.
“Becca? Becca, are you awake?”
Megan?
Megan?She tried to open her eyes again. It took all her concentration, but eventually she was able to open them enough to see her sister leaning over her. Megan’s face was etched with worry. It didn’t take long for even Rebecca’s muddled mind to put two and two together. She’d been injured and must be in a hospital.
She tried to speak, but her throat felt like she’d gone without water for days. Maybe she had, since she had no idea how long she’d been lying there.
“What . . .?” She cleared her throat. “What . . . happened?”
“You we
