If You Knew What I Knew:
Chapter 23

Brian

     “Hey,” I stepped into the dimly lit room.
    “Hey,” Nick looked at me through half-open eyes.  He had tubes hooked up through his nose and IV’s were hooked up to both arms.
    I walked over and stood next to the bed.  I couldn’t say anything.  I just looked.
    “They pumped my stomach.” Nick said, as an effort to start a conversation.  I just nodded.
    “Now I know how you felt when you had come to see me when I had heart surgery.  I feel so helpless.”
    “You helped me a lot, B-Rok.  I could hear you guys.  When I was in the basement, I heard voices and tons of footsteps.  I could see you but nothing registered.  When you started talking, I wanted to scream out to you for help.  I couldn’t do anything.” Nick stopped talking and looked at me.  “I owe you big time.”
    We didn’t say anything for a second.
    “Why did you guys think that I was murdered?”
    “Well, that’s a long story that I’ll have to tell you later.  Right now, just focus on getting better.”  I smiled and turned to leave.
    “Hey B-Rok!” I turned back.  “Bring me some comic books when you visit next time, will you?” He smiled his Nick smile.
    “Sure.” I laughed and shut the door behind me as I left.
    I sighed a sigh of relief when I was walking back to the waiting room.  I knew that if Nick was asking for comic books already, he’d be fine in no time!

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