Chapter 21
Finally, Sarah opened her eyes. James pulled the chair as close to her as he could. He kissed her hand, watched her monitor, brushed her sweaty, matted dark curls from her face. Finally, her eyes focused and she saw him and she smiled, that sweet, beautiful smile he lived for. When he leaned over to kiss her he struggled to hold back the emotion so the thick red tears wouldn’t streak his face. Sarah touched her hand to his cheek.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“Everything hurts,” she said. “Where’s Grace?”
“She’s fine. Theresa and Francine still have her. Olivia is coming. She’ll be here soon.”
Sarah closed her eyes. James said nothing, pushing every other thought from his mind except the one that told him she needed to be well again. She needed to be strong again. When she o
