cried.
S AVANNAH AWOKE TO FAMILIAR VOICES. It took a moment for her to get her eyes open, but by the time she did she was already smiling. “Hey,” she croaked.
“Ah, Sleeping Beauty awakens!” Mary gave Savannah a gentle hug, then frowned. “Okay, so, I had no idea you weren’t eating anything anymore. The nurse just told me. That really sucks — I brought brownies.”
Savannah smiled. “Make more … when I’m better … and I’ll forgive you.”
Colleen held up a stack of DVD cases. “Shaun said you were sleeping a lot, but we brought these just in case you find yourself awake and bored. All the good ones are here— Sleepless in Seattle, Shakespeare in Love, When Harry Met Sally, and Dirty Dancing. “
“Just don’t, you know, get any ideas,” said Bethany, waving a hand to the machines beside the bed. “All those cords and tubes would really get in the way.”
Andi took Savannah’s hand. “Listen, just let us know if you need peace and quiet. Or just take a nap when you want to and we can stick around until you’re awake again. We don’t want to impose, we just wanted to see you and pray with you and make sure you knew we were all here for you.”
“Love you all … you’re angels.”
“Let’s pray now—get the important stuff out of the way,” Mary said with a grin.
Savannah didn’t dare close her eyes, for fear she’d fall asleep. She stared instead at each of the women holding hands around her bed, their eyes closed and heads bowed as they interceded for her and Shaun. She was moved beyond words by their faithful friendship and sacrifice — she knew how long that drive was from the Springs — and as they spoke over her she thanked God for them and prayed that this ordeal would end in a way that encouraged everyone in their faith.
When they finished, Colleen began straightening the stack of cards and letters from fans that Shaun had brought a few days ago and now cluttered the bedside table. “So, are you really okay with visitors right now? Or do you want to sleep?”
“No sleeping,” she said. “Later. Tell me … what’s up.”
“What’s up, let’s see …” She began to regale Savannah with a dramatic retelling of the senior lunch she and Mary had helped host at church for the retirees. “I swear, I will get Alfred Collins and Helen Grable together by Christmas.”
“Girl, there’s got to be a better way to spend your time than playing matchmaker with senior citizens,” Bethany said with a laugh.
“They’d be … cute together,” Savannah said.
“See? Savannah agrees with me.”
“Savannah is not operating on all cylinders.”
Savannah gave a minute shrug. “She’s right.”
“Any news on when those cylinders might all be up and running?”
She shook her head. “When God’s … good and ready.”
Mary pulled a knitting project from a bag at her feet and began to unwind purple yarn. “Alex has been trying to get ahold of Shaun to go out for breakfast or something, but Shaun hasn’t returned his calls. How is he doing?”
Shaun hadn’t mentioned this to her, though she wasn’t surprised. “Not well. It’s hard on him … all the driving … me like this. I think he’s scared.”
“I would be too, if it were me. I just wish he’d get together with Alex so he could go vent, or play golf, or whatever it is men do to feel better.”
“I’ll tell him … to call … but you know Shaun … he’s private.”
“Yeah, I know. But still. He needs someone to talk to through all of this, someone that isn’t you.”
“I wanted to organize some meals for him and Jessie,” said Bethany. “Or is Jessie back at school now?”
“Left yesterday … Shaun’s always here. Not many … meals at home.”
“Well, he’s got to eat sometime. Maybe I’ll just hunt him down at A&A and bring him some sandwiches or something.”
Savannah smiled. “You’re sweet.”
“How about you?” Andi asked. “How are you doing? Like, really doing.”
She nodded slowly. “I know
S AVANNAH AWOKE TO FAMILIAR VOICES. It took a moment for her to get her eyes open, but by the time she did she was already smiling. “Hey,” she croaked.
“Ah, Sleeping Beauty awakens!” Mary gave Savannah a gentle hug, then frowned. “Okay, so, I had no idea you weren’t eating anything anymore. The nurse just told me. That really sucks — I brought brownies.”
Savannah smiled. “Make more … when I’m better … and I’ll forgive you.”
Colleen held up a stack of DVD cases. “Shaun said you were sleeping a lot, but we brought these just in case you find yourself awake and bored. All the good ones are here— Sleepless in Seattle, Shakespeare in Love, When Harry Met Sally, and Dirty Dancing. “
“Just don’t, you know, get any ideas,” said Bethany, waving a hand to the machines beside the bed. “All those cords and tubes would really get in the way.”
Andi took Savannah’s hand. “Listen, just let us know if you need peace and quiet. Or just take a nap when you want to and we can stick around until you’re awake again. We don’t want to impose, we just wanted to see you and pray with you and make sure you knew we were all here for you.”
“Love you all … you’re angels.”
“Let’s pray now—get the important stuff out of the way,” Mary said with a grin.
Savannah didn’t dare close her eyes, for fear she’d fall asleep. She stared instead at each of the women holding hands around her bed, their eyes closed and heads bowed as they interceded for her and Shaun. She was moved beyond words by their faithful friendship and sacrifice — she knew how long that drive was from the Springs — and as they spoke over her she thanked God for them and prayed that this ordeal would end in a way that encouraged everyone in their faith.
When they finished, Colleen began straightening the stack of cards and letters from fans that Shaun had brought a few days ago and now cluttered the bedside table. “So, are you really okay with visitors right now? Or do you want to sleep?”
“No sleeping,” she said. “Later. Tell me … what’s up.”
“What’s up, let’s see …” She began to regale Savannah with a dramatic retelling of the senior lunch she and Mary had helped host at church for the retirees. “I swear, I will get Alfred Collins and Helen Grable together by Christmas.”
“Girl, there’s got to be a better way to spend your time than playing matchmaker with senior citizens,” Bethany said with a laugh.
“They’d be … cute together,” Savannah said.
“See? Savannah agrees with me.”
“Savannah is not operating on all cylinders.”
Savannah gave a minute shrug. “She’s right.”
“Any news on when those cylinders might all be up and running?”
She shook her head. “When God’s … good and ready.”
Mary pulled a knitting project from a bag at her feet and began to unwind purple yarn. “Alex has been trying to get ahold of Shaun to go out for breakfast or something, but Shaun hasn’t returned his calls. How is he doing?”
Shaun hadn’t mentioned this to her, though she wasn’t surprised. “Not well. It’s hard on him … all the driving … me like this. I think he’s scared.”
“I would be too, if it were me. I just wish he’d get together with Alex so he could go vent, or play golf, or whatever it is men do to feel better.”
“I’ll tell him … to call … but you know Shaun … he’s private.”
“Yeah, I know. But still. He needs someone to talk to through all of this, someone that isn’t you.”
“I wanted to organize some meals for him and Jessie,” said Bethany. “Or is Jessie back at school now?”
“Left yesterday … Shaun’s always here. Not many … meals at home.”
“Well, he’s got to eat sometime. Maybe I’ll just hunt him down at A&A and bring him some sandwiches or something.”
Savannah smiled. “You’re sweet.”
“How about you?” Andi asked. “How are you doing? Like, really doing.”
She nodded slowly. “I know
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