Mom and House eventually had to go back to work, so I headed back into Michael's room.
He looked so weak and frail in that big bed. He was like half the 床, 床上 size, maybe even less.
I walked closer to the 床, 床上 until the railing was touching me, and I reached over and ran my fingers through his hair. I sat down in the plastic chair 由 his 床, 床上 and held his good hand. I layed my head on a spot on the 床, 床上 and put my other hand on his stomach.
My eyes slowly closed and I fell into a light sleep, a drop of a pin could wake me up then.
After about 30 minutes, I heard footsteps. It wasn't mom's highheel clacks...
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