They had kept me in a medically induced coma until yesterday morning. Without warning, and despite all odds, I sat up with eyes wide open. Indeed, it ...as a fresh day and it felt good to be alive. 'If only Lexi were here with me, it would make me whole again.' I lamented. As I stood outside the hospital door, the Sheriff drove up and told me to hop in. We talked briefly as he drove me through town. "You know buddy, you are a bit of a hero around here now." he started. "What? What do you mean? I. I wondered if she was as frustrated as I was, aching for the moment we could taste each others lips once again. We talked about it casually throughout the week, that it seemed the stars were plotting against us, the fates trying to keep us apart. But we never let the conversations get too heavy. Deep down though, I knew we were both doing it intentionally, storing up all the emotions and desires we had, to only be released when we were face to face. All day Friday, I was antsy and anxious. I’m. The barn wasn’t as cold as out in the open but it wasn’t heated either.Fifteen minutes later, Betty and Allen returned with suitcases. Bob placed an armload of food on the table. He said, “She had this secreted away.”Misty said, “She can keep it.” I noticed that there was nothing that children might want or need in the stack. I wasn’t surprised.Misty said, “Allen, take your suitcases outside and put them in your car.” Bob helped. When they returned, it was time for the really tough decision.I. “Fuck,” I said aloud, “I’m a goddamn rapist…”Did I feel bad? Yeah, sure, a little, but honestly not enough to give a shit. Looking over at the clock, it was nearly 3 AM, just over two hours from when I gave her my coke concoction.I was exhausted, yet still full of energy at the same time. I felt rejuvenated somehow. Heading back out to the living room to grab a glass of water, I noticed her phone sitting on the coffee table in the living room. God did she always hold that thing dear. After.