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Chapter 49
I turned the doorknob of the small hospital room. On days that Anthony was unable to visit me, I visited Billy. He managed to keep my mind off things. He was the only patient I visited anymore. I always brought our book, but we never managed to read it together.
I opened the door and found four other people crowded around Billy’s bed. A large, bald man sat on the chair closest to his bed, and a thin, blond woman next to him. Two young children, a boy and a girl, played on the floor beside them.
Billy’s face lit up. “Hi, Kaitlyn.”
Both adults looked up to me with lively faces. “You’re Kaitlyn?” the woman asked.
My eyes met hers and I nodded. “Yes.”
Her face beamed a smile as she stood from her chair. “Oh, it’s a pleasure to meet you!” she squealed, pulling me into a hug. “We’re Billy’s parents.”
“Oh!” I exhaled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too.”
“We’ve heard so much about you. I mean, wow. You’re an amazing human being, I have to say.”
“Oh,” I sighed, feeling color behind my cheeks, “I mean, I’m just getting by.”
“No,” his father said from the chair. “No, you’re doing so much more than that.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I mean, I don’t think so.”
“This charity, the book drive?” his mother started. “What made you want to do that?”
I shrugged slightly, looking down to my hands. “Well, it wasn’t my idea. I met a soldier over the summer, and it was his idea. Not all the books are going to children in hospitals; some are going overseas to soldiers with nothing to do at camp.”
“Well, I mean, Billy is so thankful that he met you.” His mother was smiling back to Billy now.
I grinned at him, too. “And I’m so thankful I met him. He’s my only friend in the hospital now.”
Billy’s eyes were locked on mine. “I love it when she comes to talk to me.”
“I do too, Billy.” I laughed shortly. “Seeing you is the highlight of my day.”
“Mine too.” I noticed his voice was hoarse.
His mother looked back to me. “Billy hasn’t stopped talking about you. He’s mesmerized by you and all the work you’ve done.”
I shrugged. “I really haven’t done that much.”
His mother shook her head. “You’re too humble.”
I smirked lightly. “When I was really sick, my husband would come in to my hospital room or lay on my bed with me and just read or talk. It was so easy to get lost in his voice, and to forget about everything else.” I glanced up to Billy. “I just thought someone else deserved that feeling.”
“It’s not just that,” Billy told me. “You care, too.” He coughed once.
“Yeah,” I coughed, on the verge of tears. “Yeah, Billy, I do care. I care a lot.”
“You’ve really changed him,” his mother told me. “You’ve given him something to look forward to, something to smile about.” She looked back to me, her eyes glassy. “And as his mother, I’m not sure I could ever repay you.”
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