I Woke After 11 Days and Found My 9-Year-Old Grandson Asleep Beside My Hospital Bed—Then He Whispered, “Pretend You’re Still in a Coma”
“Since seventeen.”
“That’s twenty-four years.”
“Thank you for calculating.”
“I’m a librarian.”
“Retired librarian.”
“Still dangerous.”
She hesitated.
“There is an adult recital next month.”
