I KNEW I WAS ALIVE because I hurt. Everywhere. All at once.
I managed to open my eyes and then shut them again immediately, the harsh glare too painful to bear. My other senses started to kick in and I could smell disinfectant and hear a low murmur of voices and the rhythmic beep of a machine.
I opened my eyes again, squinting against the light and immediately there was a flurry of activity around me as I was surrounded by people, some in uniform.
‘She’s conscious, call the doctor now!’
I looked up to find Jo’s dad staring down at me with such concern in his eyes that it broke my heart. How could he afford me this emotion when I had failed his daughter so badly? When I had lived and she had not.
I tried to speak but nothing came out. He moved to the side slightly and I could see Jo’s
