Valerie Came Home From Deployment to Find Her Twelve-Year-Old Daughter in Intensive Care
“Left eye is sluggish,” he said.
“That was expected yesterday.
Today I want to see if she can follow a command.”
He lifted her right hand from the blanket and placed it in mine.
“Talk to her.
Ask her to squeeze twice if she hears you.”
I looked down at her fingers, pale and still.
“Abigail, it’s Mom.