I've Died a Thousand Times

Percy sat in a chair beside his own bed where Ezra lay. Although Percy was reading, the book now was closed in his lap as he tried to fight sleep.

He closed his eyes for a few moments, telling himself he wouldn’t fall asleep, he was only resting them. He dozed off momentarily but as soon as realized he opened his eyes and sat up.

Percy looked at Ezra and was awed to see that Ezra’s eyes were open.

Ezra look so peaceful and beautiful.

Then his face twisted and he began to try to get up.

Percy quickly reached out to him.

“Ezra, it’s okay. You’re okay, it’s me Percy. Please just rest, let yourself get better.”

Ezra slowly lay back down, closing his eyes.

Percy didn’t realize he had reached for Ezra’s hand and was holding it, until Ezra gave it a light squeeze.

Okay.