“I knew you could save me.”
Emily struggled to collect her thoughts.
They must have pried her out of the bird. She wasn’t in her seat now.
Horizontal…
A world of wonderful.
And the First Lady was saying something.
“I knew you could.”
It was nice that someone knew she could do anything. She felt all wrapped in wool and unable to weave any of it into a meaningful fabric.
Moments or hours later, someone wrapped their hand around her wrist as if looking for a pulse. Pretty old-fashioned thing to do when she could hear a machine beeping lethargically away in the background. They must have drugged her on something serious to get a pulse that slow.
“If you think that lying there faking it is going to get you a medal, forget about it.” The voice was the first clear thing she heard. The gr
