Twenty-Nine: JaredEither every bone and muscle in my body had gotten together and begun revolting against me, or something very bad had happened. I could only open my right eye all the way- wasn't totally sure why the other one wasn't cooperating. The room was dim, but the beeping sounds told me I was probably in a hospital, or I was going to need to diffuse a bomb at any moment. My brain was fuzzy, and there was still a dull ache behind whatever was causing the not-really-awakeness. s**t. My right leg was not right at all. It was very wrong. I started to move my arm to feel the thigh-high cast when I heard my name.
“Jared, sweetie, are you awake?” My mom's voice sounded tired, which worried me. She was next to the bed in a moment, and from what my one good eye could make out, she'd been
