“What’s wrong with her, why can’t she talk?” Matthew asked with worry thick in his voice; his face and eyes mirroring his anxiety.
“It could be that she’s just a little confused.” The nurse answered calmly. “If she hasn’t talked by the time the doctor comes, we’ll have him take a look.”
“Ok.” He answered uncertainly as he still held her hand while he shuffled from one foot to the other in his nervousness.
His tone made Kara look at him again and she took in his appearance for the first time. He was bare-chested, though he did not seem to realize it. He had a day old beard shadowing his face, his eyes looked haunted and he was still gently holding her hand. As if he had been here since her accident; never considering that he ought to go home and change.
What was wrong with him? She coul
