When I woke up later that morning Jake wasn’t in his usual spot. Stretching out my arms I smiled at the nurse when she entered the room.

“Don’t worry sweetheart he’s still here. Would you like breakfast?”.

“When can I go home?”.

“How about breakfast first and then I’ll bring your discharge papers”.

“I’m okay for breakfast”.

She checked my vitals hopefully for the last time as they were normal and told me she would be back with some breakfast. When Jake returned, ...