Lenora
Climbing into that big bed all by myself felt weird. The bed itself was bigger than the bedroom I had occupied back home. I could lay in the middle of it and stretch in every direction and still not reach the edge.
The sheets were so soft and smooth they were almost slippery, and the pillows were like clouds. I almost felt guilty as I glanced over at River in the hospital bed on the other side of the room.
He had used the controls on his bed to recline the head of the bed back to a neutral position, and was laying there, staring up at the ceiling, like I wasn’t even in the room. He didn’t look nearly as comfortable as I felt.
Strangely, I think I was more at ease when I had shared the hospital bed with him. I had slept soundly and had woken up feeling warm and safe. But
