" , it's time to take your evening pills."
Robin opened his eyes once….then shut them again.
Suddenly, he remembered where he was.
A hospital.
A few days earlier, he'd just woken from a coma.
Judging by the dark, it was nighttime.
The last thing he remembered was the daily visit from his wife, Dwina, and his son, RJ.
He must have fallen asleep while they were there…
As he sat up in bed and reached for the Dixie cup of water, he realized something.
He'd never told anyone his story….his full story…
For so many years, she had been in the background. Hardly anyone knew her name or the role she'd played in his lifetime.
Realizing that he couldn't let death take him before he told someone, he spoke to the young nurse by his bedside.
"Could I tell you a story?"