Bat
I don’t know why I had even bothered trying to get this romantic weekend away past her. Sarah was too smart to not realise what it was.
A goodbye.
Maybe a final goodbye, although I didn’t like to think like that.
She knew what this was. How could she not?
“I’m fine Bat, stop fussing.” She swatted my hand away when I tied to wipe the sweat from her forehead with the damp washcloth again and I dropped it to my side guiltily. Wetness seeped through the denim of my jeans instantly.
“And you can cancel the doctor as well.” She huffed, using her hands she pushed herself upwards, so she was sat against the over plumped pillows instead of laying down. She still looked a little green around the edges, but the colour was back in her cheeks.
And so was the anger.
It made me h
