Chatham’s eyes blinked.
Shirley could not believe what she was now seeing. But Chatham was blinking his eyes.
He suddenly bolted upright into a coughing fit, spitting out a bit of blood along the way that should have grossed her out, but did not have that effect on her today. She was too shocked that the man she loved was alive after all.
“I thought you were dead…” Shirley began the words falling to pieces behind her tears.
“I should have been, but I am healing,” Chatham said.
He held up his broken arm to prove the point. Shirley watched as the broken and dangling bone that was protruding through the skin righted itself and snapped back together with a sickening sound. Chatham then pulled up his shirt to marvel at how the obviously bruised and very shattered ribs in his ribcage were p
