Chapter 3
We spent the afternoon rearranging Jeff’s room to make space for my belongings. Then, once Pamela returned to town, we ran her stuff to the hotel.
We ate dinner with my grandparents at the IHOP next door and made plans to meet at the hospital in the morning. There was still no change with Mom yet, but we all felt hopeful. Grandpa reported she had squeezed his hand earlier, definitely something to celebrate.
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By ten that night, I was exhausted. Jeff and I sat watching Star Trek in the living room, but I couldn’t quit yawning.
“I’m heading to bed. Too tired,” I admitted, finally giving in to the fatigue.
“Okay. I’ll be up soon. Don’t forget we’re getting up early tomorrow morning to go running.”
Crap. I had hoped he had forgotten our plan to get in shape before colleg
