The Food DesertChapter 24
I woke up in the hospital. I’d been hit just under my shoulder, going through the ribcage, hitting nothing vital, although I nearly bled out. My whole family, including my biological mother, was there. She cried on me, glad I was safe, but the rest cried with me for Sandy. I was there five days before I got up and dressed. The nurses freaked out and called the doctors, all trying to reason with me. I stood as tall as I could and looked them in the eye. “My wife is being buried today. I...