How ya doing?” Gabby’s face came into view, and....

“ How ya doing?” Gabby’s face came into view, and she grinned down at me. She’d stopped doing her healing thing, and the pain rushed in.“I’m just peachy,” I quipped, throat scratchy. “Only hurts when I breathe or blink or exist, if I’m being honest. ”

Laura Kreitzer

From : Keepers