He sits down and takes my hand again, as he has done so often sat here. Looking over me, still singing the words which are happy but his voice does not portray. Squeezing my hand, I can feel him today. I can his touch, his skin on mine, my fingers are tingling as I try with all my might to squeeze his fingers back.
He does it again, the look on his face, amazement and surprise,
‘Gemma’ ‘Gemma, can you hear me, do it again’ he pleads. The urgency in his voice, as he hits the buzzer for the nurses, just above my bed.
‘Gemma,’ he says again his face close to mine, still holding my hand. As then I slowly open my eyes, blinking, as if seeing for the first time that day.
Hearing him shout and whoop with joy.
‘Jake’ I just about say.
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