Chapter 3
I looked out the window; the moonlit sky was shining
bright, full of stars. I looked over at Jack. His cheeks were stained with
tears. His hand was over his heart and the other stroking Zoe’s hair. I heard
him whispering “Wake up, baby. Come on, you
gotta wake up.” He didn’t seem to notice that I was awake. “Please, wake up. Prove
Iris wrong. Please, just wake up.” I decided not to talk, just to listen. “I
know you’re still alive. Just please, wake up.” He stroked her face, His thumb
slowly feeling her soft lips. He kissed her on the forehead. “Come on, Precious
needs you. She needs us both. Please.”
He reached into his bag and brought
out a whisky bottle. He took a long swig and put his hand on his forehead. “I
can’t live without you, baby.” He said, “Please wake up, baby.” He put his hand
on her knee and said, softly, “All you need to do is wake up. Nothing else.
Iris and I can help you around. You don’t need to worry. Just please wake up.” I badly wanted to talk
to him, to reassure him. But they needed this moment for themselves; to forget
everything. Just for them to be together.
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