Dani gingerly rolled
over and groaned. The ever-present pain was merely a dull ache today. She
should be grateful. For the past three months it had been far worse, a searing
agony which brought tears to her eyes with every move. But now she was finally
out of the hospital and in her own home, though now she had no one, not a nurse
nor doctor not even a visitor. But still, she should be grateful. She would be
grateful. After all, she was alive and Tony was not.
That was a hurt which
she knew would never be removed from her soul. Her bones and flesh may have
been brutally broken and bruised, and in time they may eventually be completely
healed. Although with such injuries they likely would always pain her somewhat.
The loss of her beloved brother, however, she would never get over.
“Oh, Tony, how I miss
you,” she muttered sadly, a tear slipping slowly down her cheek to sink into
her pillow. How she wished she’d never asked for a ride in his new car that
night. If they had just stayed home maybe....
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