“You ready to do this?” Audrey stood by Kenny’s bed, a smile on her face and her hands tight on the wheelchair’s handle.
“I guess,” he said.
“No, no.” She shook her head and crossed her arms. “Are you ready to do this?”
He sighed. “Yes.”
“And you’re going to work hard, even though it hurts?”
“Yes.”
“Okay then. Let’s go.” She moved the chair closer and helped him get into it.
They went down to the therapy room and when they got there, Jeff gave Kenny a dubious look.
“You’re back,” Jeff said.
“Yup.”
“You going to stay this time?”
“Yes he is,” Audrey said. “Right, Kenny? No matter how hard it is.”
“Right,” Kenny muttered. He wanted to do this for her. To show her he could. That he could take the pain. He felt that if he couldn’t, then he showed too much weakness. After all she’d b
