I half sit, half lay in the chair in the corner. My eyes are barely open but I watch you for any sign of life. Just as I have everyday since the accident. My eyes start to droop and I snap them open. I look at your legs. And I swear I see your foot move. I watch it intently. It happens again. I jump out of the chair and run to your side, grabbing your hand. Baby? Can you hear me?
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