Chapter 34Vague voices overlap somewhere near. I open my heavy eyes to three blurry figures swimming into view. Anne glances up and jumps from the chair, followed by Hannah and Bruce.
“Hon, how're you feeling?” Anne asks.
“Vic, I was so worried,” Hannah reveals and grips my hand.
“Welcome back, Vicky,” Bruce says.
“Where am I?” I wince at the pain croaking like a frog from my throat.
“You're in the hospital,” Anne reveals.
I assess the room, I.V., and bandage on my right shoulder.
“How are you feeling?” Bruce asks.
I swallow hard wetting my dry prickly throat before answering. “Like a thawed-out fish,” I say and wince at the pain. Laughter escapes around the room, and I laugh despite my raw throat. “Did they get them?”
Bruce nods. “Yes.”
Then I remember his phone call before I bo
