Whole Again (Hometown Hero's Book 1) by Colleen S. Myers

Author:Colleen S. Myers [Myers, Colleen S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Press
Published: 2017-12-30T06:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Maybe it was all the talking about his prosthetic, but that night, John dreamed about waking up after that fateful day.

He’d woken to beeping.

With a weary sigh, he opened his eyes. A white tile ceiling faded in and out. An antiseptic smell burned his nostrils. He blinked and turned his head. Brae sat sideways in a chair next to him reading a book. He saw the outline of a busty woman sitting at the knees of a pirate. Ha. A smut novel. Brae was never going to live this down.

John’s mouth twitched. His tongue felt dry. He licked his lips and gritted out, “What ya reading?”

Brae’s head jerked up. He dropped his paperback and dragged his chair closer. “Hey, man, about time you joined the land of the living. Scared the piss out of me, dude.”

“What happened?” he asked slowly.

“What do you remember?”

“Ambush.” Flames filled his mind and screams. He flinched.

“Yeah. They set explosives in the road. Jameson’s truck got hit. Stewie and Eddie got out, but Jameson died.”

“Damn.” Stewie had been a cool dude. He loved cello and German rock—such a weird combination. He’d blasted it all the time. John’s eyes burned. “Did he have any family?”

“Yeah, a little girl.” That sucked. Brae crossed himself.

“I will have to send them something.”

“Yeah.”

Damn, why were they out there? He braced himself on his elbows and shifted. The IV taped to his wrist snagged on the sheets. He yanked and adjusted the back of his gown. An ache spread up his back. And his mouth was still dry. “Can I get some water?”

“Oh yeah, sure.” Brae grabbed the nearby pitcher and poured him a glass. “Here.”

John took a sip. “What about everyone else?”

“The rest of the team made it. Benny got wounded. He caught a passing ricochet to the arm. We got out, and you ran into your guy. You remember that?”

Dark eyes, dust, and gunpowder flashed in John’s mind. “I get the fucker?”

“Yeah.” Brae glanced down. “But not before the fucker winged you.”

John followed Brae’s glance. His outline under the hospital sheet didn’t appear right. What the fuck?

He pushed down the blanket and peered at his legs. His left leg ended at a raw stump. His foot was gone.

What? There was nothing anymore. Nothing. “What the hell happened?” Why did they take his leg? What was he supposed to do now?

He wiggled his toes. Funny, he could swear he felt them moving, but no.

Huh.

He lay back. Brae didn’t say a word as he looked at him, pity in his eyes.

John screamed out. “This isn’t possible. He winged me, man. What is this shit?” He gestured at his leg. This couldn’t be real. Just a dream. He closed his eyes. Wake up, man. Wake up. His breath grew ragged.

“I had to apply a tourniquet to stop the bleeding. It took support about twenty, thirty minutes to get there. There was too much damage. They took most of the distal aspect of your leg. They state it’s good though, a stable joint and healing well.

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