Second ChanceChapter 2
I heard voices as I swam back to consciousness. I'd spent the night in a chair - a reasonably comfortable chair, but still it was just a chair - beside Colleen. She had a restful night. Yolanda was an exceptional caregiver, and between us we fussed and pampered Colleen just enough, without making her crazy with our attentions. The nurses we hired solely to care for James, brought him to Colleen on a regular basis for feedings. He seemed perfectly happy and Colleen beamed every time she saw...