They left it at that. The nurse could tell they were no strangers, and went off to somebody who needed looking-after. Tom would look after Colin. Besides, he needed to know just why that leg was in a cast and a sling tied to the ceiling and what exactly had he been doing since this morning?
He’d wandered off in the general direction of his bus. ”General” being the operative word here, his mind was completely somewhere else and he didn’t look at all. So instead of boarding his bus his bus at bored into his side… When he’d looked at it, his left leg was still there, but at an angle never seen before, so he’d passed out. And woken up in the hospital. Who cheerfully told him they’d called everyone on his recent incoming calls log. Including his parents and brother whom he didn’t want to see at all, and who were among his most recent calls only because it had been his birthday yesterday.
- Well, now they know! Colin said, shyly.
Tom looked at him. So this is how it begins, he thought…
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