Chapter 2. "I don't want you to see that."
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The next day Ezra awoke to find himself in a small private room of a local hospital. After numerous tests and scans he was beginning to feel like a lab rat, but he was thankful for the copious amounts of pain relief that had dulled his persistent headache into background noise.
Yet now, there was another problem.
"Lynn, could you loosen your hand a little? I can't feel my fingers." The anxious young woman jumped slightly and glanced down at their intertwined hands. Her knuckles were white and Ezra's fingertips were beginning to take on a purple hue.
"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She panicked, letting go of his hand quickly, but he reached for hers once more, holding it lightly in his long fingers.