When Alex came back to reality she was back in the hospital. This was getting old fast. She felt stiff and shifted to move. The sudden movements set off waves of pain. She felt like her body had been run through a blender. Her eye was puffy and she could feel at least one broken rib. As she looked down her body she noticed that her already injured arm was in a cast. Sheesh, this guy had beat her to a pulp. She was happy when her nurse came in, Becky, she remembered. "I didn't want to see you back so soon." Becky said, smiling at her. "Well, to be honest, neither did I." Alex said returning...

She woke up with him sleeping next to her. She didn’t move at first, she just watched him sleep. He was peaceful when he slept. Alex looked at man splayed out on the couch. She followed his arm to where it lay around her shoulders. Alex realized how much she needed Bobby. He was the only thing that had allowed her to sleep last night. She figured that the fire was probably out by now. To her that meant only one thing, she would have to go back. She had to pick up the charred pieces of her life.

*Let me be empty
Oh, and weightless
And maybe I’ll find some peace tonight*

“Alex.” Bobby said...