Everyone in That House Was Counting on Him Never Walking Again. He Was Hiding the Fact That He’d Started To
But he had gotten enough sensation back in his legs to feel something he’d nearly lost, which was hope, and he was guarding it like a man guarding a candle in a wind.
“Why hide it from your own mother and brother?” I asked him one morning, laying out his equipment.
“Because since the crash,” he said, looking toward the hallway door, “too many people have gotten too comfortable making my decisions for me.
Before I let them know I’m coming back, I want to know which of them was hoping I wouldn’t.”
Chapter 7 — Sixty Million
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