Micheal clutched the package nervously to his chest as he entered her hospital room. She didn’t notice him at first. Her head was turned toward the window, while the nurse cleaned and redressed her head wound. His heart skipped as it always did when he saw the damage the accident had caused. He had come disconcertingly close to losing her forever.
“M-M-Micheal, you-you are hee-re.” Her speech was halting but her eyes shone with a fiercity only grace could cultivate.
He held up the package, his confidence suddenly returned, as if downloaded from her gaze, “I’ve brought you something…”
“Wh-what is it?”
“Well, I heard you wanted to try you hand at reading again so…” he pulled the book out of the bag and held it up, “it’s one of my favorites.”
“Wa-where’s WaWalddo? Ittt’sss n-not r-readdinng.”
“I know it’s not technically reading but the therapists agreed it would be good for your cognitive development and I thought you might enjoy the tactile feel of turning pages again.” her face lit up in her newly found lopsided smile which never failed to melt his heart, “Do you like it?”
“I-itt’s a st-sta-start.”
Published for Instagram’s Romance Writer Challenge June 2019, Day 24 “Currently Reading”