Videvik(kogu raamat Inglise keeles)
The monitor went wild.
But then his lips were taut. He pulled away.
"I think I hear your mother," he said, grinning again.
"Don't leave me," I cried, an irrational surge of panic flooding through me. I couldn't let him go
-- he
might disappear from me again.
He read the terror in my eyes for a short second. "I won't," he promised solemnly, and then he
smiled.
"I'll take a nap."
He moved from the hard plastic chair by my side to the turquoise faux-leather recliner at the foot
of my
bed, leaning it all the way back, and closing his eyes. He was perfectly still.
"Don't forget to breathe," I whispered sarcastically. He took a deep breath, his eyes still closed.
I could hear my mother now. She was talking to someone, maybe a nurse, and she sounded tired
and
upset. I wanted to jump out of the bed and run to her, to calm her, promise that everything was
fine. But
I wasn't in any sort of shape for jumping, so I waited impatiently.
annaabi.ee 
