Turning Point (A Reaching Out Novel)

Chapter Fifty-Two

Someone is poking my forehead in a very rapid motion.

" Harry."

I opened my eyes to make the poking stop.

And I saw the most beautiful eyes ever.

The person who has grey eyes.

" Hey. " she said.

" Hey. "

" How was your sleep? " she asked.

" I had a good night sleep. "

" You were dreaming. " she said.

" I was. How did you know? "

" You were constantly smirking and frowning. "

" You didn't sleep? "

" I watched you sleep. Plus, my medicines did not allow me to sleep."

" Really? "

" And I'm afraid to close my eyes. "

" What? "

" I'm afraid that when I close my eyes, all of this will be gone, I'm gonna be back there, tormented. "

" Do you wanna talk about it? "

" Not today. But I would definitely talk to you. So, don't ever send me to a shrink. You'll be my shrink. "

" Okay. "

" Promise? "

" Promise. "

I held her hand.

" So, what were you dreaming about? " she asked.

" Dreams. Our dreams. "

She smiled.

" Like what? "

I sighed.

" Well, I always have dreamt of having, uh -"

Okay, saying 'kids' would be awkward.

" Kids? " she said.

" Yes. "

" And you dreamt of it? "

" Yes, and him waking us up on a snowy day. "

" Did you get to see what he looked like? "

" Yes. I did get a good look on him. "

" What did he look like? "

" Do you remember what hair color I had when I was young? "

" You were not a ginger. You were blond. "

" Yes. So, he's blond, grey eyes-"

And I don't know how to finish.

" Okay, don't spoil me. I would want to see him personally"

" So, you want one? "

" Yes. But after all the Carmela-fiasco is done. "

" You don't know how excited I am. "

" Okay, all of my incision wounds are still fresh, therefore, we should not put a stress to it, if you know what I mean. "

Okay, I do not know what she means.

"You don't know what I mean. " she said

" No idea. "

" Okay, I'll make it simple. I can't do rough. And do anything that stressful. Meaning, for 4 months, we cannot have-" she was interrupted by the happy entrance of Brad.

" Hey, hey! " he said.

" Bradford! " Allana said.

" Hey, sis. " he said as he walked to Allana and hugged her.

" Not too tight. " she said.

" I know. You have a huge incision. "

" Good morning, Harry. " Brad said.

" Good morning. " I replied.

" Hon? Aren't you gonna go and wash up? " Allana said.

" Yeah, excuse me. " I said I as walked to the closet and got my toiletries bag.

Austin packed me my stuff very well. All that I need is here and some other stuff that I don't need.

And I look like hell.

I did take a shower before Allana came back.

And I still look like hell.

As if I was under attack.

By aliens.

And fairy dinosaurs. 

I need to take a shower.

And I will take a shower.