From my July release! Abiding Echoes:
Part of his mind recognized a hospital room, though it had been a while since he’d seen one from flat on his back. The ceiling seemed farther above him than it should have been, and the walls surrounding him felt tight, as though he was looking upward from the bottom of a long shaft. A movement to his right caught his eye, and Justin became aware that he wasn’t alone.
Turning his head slightly, his gaze locked on the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen in his life. A riot of blonde curls reminded Justin of a lion’s mane as they cascaded to her shoulders. Her lips curved gently upward and her emerald green eyes crinkled at the corners.
“Hey there, cowboy. I see you’re awake.”
She laughed, a full-bodied sound that he remembered well. He closed his eyes again and let it wash over him like a babbling brook through a dry desert.
“And who else were you expecting?”
Justin frowned, trying to understand what was going on, but his mind felt as leaky as a rusty old bucket with holes in the bottom.
“Where am I?” he whispered. “What happened?”
“You’re in the hospital,” she said, scooting her chair closer. “You had another heart attack… a bad one this time.”
Beth touched him on the arm and he jerked. Her hand was warm and firm.
“You’re real?” he murmured, trying to recall why he thought she wouldn’t be.
Her lips tilted upward again and nodded.
Memory filtered in. Something had happened… the river. They’d had a funeral. He frowned. Hadn’t they? Or had he lost his grasp on what memories reflected reality? “Why are you with me?”
She shrugged. The wide lacy collar of her yellow dressed slipped off one delicate shoulder with the movement. “I’m just keeping you company while you’re here.”
Justin was afraid to ask but he supposed he had to know sometime. “Am I dead, then?”
If you haven’t read the first two in the Echoes of Orson’s Folly series, find them out on my Amazon page!
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