a second glance. I checked into a quiet hotel downtown

lled. It was a nurse. "Mrs. Adams

" I said. "Call his fiancé

a small, meaningless job in the marketing department, a pos

nto Mark, David's best fri

asked, looking surprised. "Shouldn'

o quit," I

to get now? David's blind, not dead. You don't have to put on such a s

nd walked towar

her with the paperwork." He took my employee badge and sauntered off, clea

e you go. All settled. Now stop this nonsense and go to the hosp

ack, Mark," I sa

I'll tell David you're playing it

to the hotel, I drove to a small town an hour outside the city. It was w

ad our first date. The owner, an old

er eyes full of warmth. "I heard about what ha

rcing him

so sad, child. You had more light in your eyes when you were with that sweet boy,

n my soul. She saw me.

, my phone rang.

ust came out of surgery for his fractures. H

I asked, a weary si

ggy from the anesthesia. He j

ital. I stood in the doorway of his room, hidden in the shadows. He was thrashing in

d, his bandaged head turning from s

rd from him before. For a split second, a foolish flicke

the light. "I

It wasn't a question. It

called me,"

ment. Then he whisper

erfectly manicured hand tightened on Leo' s shoulder, who was stand

e leaned down and whispered something to Leo. His litt

table, a cup Emily had just placed there. He wa

e said, his voice a childish i

he water a

st in time, and the scalding water

"Sarah! How could you! He's jus

dages over his eyes, a guttural roar tearing from hi