"I keep falling asleep... My head hurts and my arm is still numb. Doc said it's a temporary paralysis. I have a pinched nerve... Somewhere... Have you seen Morrigan?"
"That girl? Not recently. I had seen her alot when you were in the coma. I did talk to her for a little while once, but she mostly just sat there in that chair reading to you. She told me that she had just finished talking with you. She said she felt responsible about the whole thing. I started to laugh and I asked her if she was the one driving the van. She laughed a bit too... I let her know that it was not her fault. And... Miri was here too."
"What did-"
"Actually she did not even see you. The nurse told me what had happened. Morrigan confronted her outside of the door. From what she was telling me it was not too pretty... She blamed everything on Miri, telling her it's all her fault. The nurse actually thought she was going to take her head off. Morrigan was telling her stuff about wars started because of her, or people like her. The nurse said she wasn't trying to be nosey, but Morrigan did get pretty loud and told her that she better leave, so the nurse escorted Miri out."
"I need to talk to Morrigan, can you find her?"
"Not that I know, She didn't give me anything on where she's staying. I'll check with the nurse." He walked out, and did not come back for a while. When he did, he also had the forms Morrigan filled out.
"I told them we just wanted to make sure all the information was correct." The information she obviously had on me was immense-and correct. I was shocked. This woman I don't know, this huge mystery wrapped in some smooth beautiful artwork of skin, knew a hell of alot about me. I knew crap about her. Investigator? A repo company? For what? To liquidate my assets? No, I HAVE nothing!
Forget this. I talked to my dad for a while. I told him how and where I met Morrigan. How I was suspicious of her and how she wanted to meet me, but I could not understand why, and I still don't. I told him of the gifts, and how confusing it all was. Hope she shows up...
Beginning of physical therapy. Nothing but slow steady movements. Arm was still numb and it's been what? A week! Can't use it anyway because of the fracture. I've never been through anything like this before. At least not this violent. My head felt weird. And still hurt. But I got a second chance at life. It always takes something like that to open your eyes to how precious it is. I guess things always happen. Sometimes it's for the right reason. Doctor Norton said that with this type of injury, the mortality rate is not good at all. I am very lucky to be alive.
My life closed twice before it's close;
It yet remains to see
If immortality unveil
A third event to me,
So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.
-Emily Dickinson
Nine days. Still no Morrigan, but people asked. Where is your 'girlfriend'? I told my family she wasn't; we had just met. I didn't tell the hospital though, because she had filled out the paperwork. Okay. Obviously, she has my credit rating as well. But she also hung out with me the whole time I took that power nap. Hmm. Didn't even dream...She was here the whole time...Oh no, let's not discuss any bowel movements. The old man had been back from the surgery, but his recovery had been taking a while. He developed a minor case of pneumonia, and the doctors were concerned over him developing an infection. He said he was fine. Just a little tired. He talked to me for a bit before he fell asleep.
"...And then we came back to the States, but no, we will never forget Willshire..." I could feel the longing coming out, so she might be dead...
"Are you two still together?" He had that smile comeback.
"Oh no, no! We went our own ways. She was a very busy beau..." He's out. Me too...
After another grueling day at PT, I rolled back to my room. I could finally get back in bed with only a little help now. I thought the old guy was sleeping, so I tried to be little quieter. But as I settled in, I heard him take a breath.
"So did you call her?"
"Who?" Morrigan, you dufus.
"The numbers...in the book. I don't remember what the whole number was." He was groggy. "I found them in between the pages. The number of pages in between corresponded with the order they go, from left to right. The first- Turn one page, The second turn two pages, third-three pages and so on and so on... Thought it was cute. Only a girl would do that. And it's a phone number. Has to be, cause the first three were nine-oh-nine. I could remember that... Seven something..." He's out. I am not.
I needed to roll over to get the book. The book was to the left, but my good arm was the right. Haven't been doing this PT for nothing. It paid off too. There's the translation and the number the old man wrote. Wait. If I wish anything... One ring.
"Jarod! How are you feeling?"
"Your just one step ahead of everybody aren't you? How did you know it was me, The same way you know my social security number and my blood-type?"
"You are the only one who has my number. That's how I knew it was you. And the other stuff is just acquired knowledge. A laptop and few good programs are all you need. How are you?"
"The doctors said I'm progressing, but also that I am very lucky. I have a second chance at screwing my life up again. I'd like to see these programs, they sound interesting."
"We could do that."
"You wrote if I wish anything-"
"Yes?"
"I wish to see you."
"I'll be there in twenty. ...Yes, they'll let me in."
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