01-18-2021, 06:17 PM
"I think she's waking up." the nurse said as she returned Delia's chart to the foot of the bed.
The man rose from his chair and now stood bedside, looking down at her.
"I'll give you some time." she said, then walked from the room.
Her eyes were sore, as though she hadn't opened them for days. The light was harsh, causing a squint.
"Hey." he said softly, leaning down.
"Hey" Delia returned.
She was at a total loss. No idea of who, what or where.
"It's alright sweetie, you're safe now." the man said.
Those words. Those words. They echoed with an eery familiarity. Bouncing around in her head.
"Do I know you?" she asked.
The man smiled and gently brushed the hair from her face.
"Yes honey you do."
She was so confused.
"Who are you?"
"It's me, Kenny. Your husband."
Everything brand new and so foreign, she had no barometer. It may as well have been true.
"I don't... I don't, where am I?" she questioned.
He leans down to kiss her forehead, caressing the side of her face.
"It's OK. You're fine now. You were in a car accident. It was bad. But you found a miracle."
Tears made their presence. It was all so much to take in. She stares up at the stranger.
"What's my name?"
"Julie. Your name is Julie." he said, rubbing her face again.
Delia was all but gone. Little to no memory of an entire lifetime; vanished. This couldn't be happening.
"They said I only had five minutes, you need your rest." he said kissing her forehead one last time.
Delia looked at him and felt nothing. This wasn't right. In her deepest knowing, something was greatly amiss.
"I'll be down the hall until they say you can have visitors again."
She wiped the tears away and shook her head as he left the room. For better or for worse, this was it now.
Kenneth and Julie Durham had a marriage to resume.
The man rose from his chair and now stood bedside, looking down at her.
"I'll give you some time." she said, then walked from the room.
Her eyes were sore, as though she hadn't opened them for days. The light was harsh, causing a squint.
"Hey." he said softly, leaning down.
"Hey" Delia returned.
She was at a total loss. No idea of who, what or where.
"It's alright sweetie, you're safe now." the man said.
Those words. Those words. They echoed with an eery familiarity. Bouncing around in her head.
"Do I know you?" she asked.
The man smiled and gently brushed the hair from her face.
"Yes honey you do."
She was so confused.
"Who are you?"
"It's me, Kenny. Your husband."
Everything brand new and so foreign, she had no barometer. It may as well have been true.
"I don't... I don't, where am I?" she questioned.
He leans down to kiss her forehead, caressing the side of her face.
"It's OK. You're fine now. You were in a car accident. It was bad. But you found a miracle."
Tears made their presence. It was all so much to take in. She stares up at the stranger.
"What's my name?"
"Julie. Your name is Julie." he said, rubbing her face again.
Delia was all but gone. Little to no memory of an entire lifetime; vanished. This couldn't be happening.
"They said I only had five minutes, you need your rest." he said kissing her forehead one last time.
Delia looked at him and felt nothing. This wasn't right. In her deepest knowing, something was greatly amiss.
"I'll be down the hall until they say you can have visitors again."
She wiped the tears away and shook her head as he left the room. For better or for worse, this was it now.
Kenneth and Julie Durham had a marriage to resume.
