Two weeks had passed. John's dreams still continued but he couldn't make any sense out of them. Emma was still fighting her feelings for John. She kept telling herself she had to stop feeling that way. Every day her feelings for him got stronger. It didn't help that she spent about ninety percent of the day with him. She didn't know it but each passing day his feelings for her got stronger and stronger as well. She was sitting the bed shaving John.
"Well John I have good news and bad news." Emma said.
"What's the good news?"
"I heard that on the radio that the roads into town are plowed and the snow's finally melted enough to get my car out of the driveway."
"What's the bad news?"
"In about two hours we're gonna get hit with another storm."
"Do you have enough things to last?"
"Yeah almost every winter is like this." "I make sure to stock up in the summer." "I promise I will eventually get you to town." "I can try to take you now."
"No I don't want you to risk getting caught in the storm." "I can wait."
"Ok." "Alright I'm all done."
"Hey, you didn't cut me."
"No I guess I'm getting good at this."
"Yeah."
"Let me go dump this water then I'm gonna check your arm."
"Ok."
"I'll be right back." She came back a few seconds later. "Ok." "Ready for me to take the sling off?"
"Yeah." She unstrapped it. He slowly took his arm out. She rolled up his sleeve.
"How does it feel?"
"Stiff but nice to be out of there."
"I bet." "It looks all healed up."
"Great."
"Now I know it's gonna hurt but the best thing you can do is use your arm as much as you can." "It'll make the stiffness go away and you'll feel better."
"Ok."
"Wanna try the crutches out?"
"Yeah."
"Ok I'll go get them." She went and got them. "Here I'll help you with your legs." She carefully brought his legs to the edge and handed him the crutches. After a few seconds he stood up. He using the crutches started to walk.
"This is great I can move."
They went into the living room.
"How does that feel on your arm?" She asked.
"Not to bad." "So this is the living room?"
"Yeah."
"It's nice."
"Thank you."
"That's a nice fireplace."
"One of my favorite things to do is sit in front of the fire and read." "Wanna sit down?"
"Yeah."
"You should sit in the recliner." "We should keep your foot elevated."
"Ok." He sat in the recliner she pulled the lever for the foot rest to come out. "I never knew it'd be so nice just to go in another room."
"Would you like a book?"
"Sure." She got him and herself a book. He was holding his book in his right hand and exercising his left arm. Suddenly he put his book down.
"What's wrong John?"
"I think I'm remembering something Emma."
"What?"
"It just came in a flash." "I was standing on a stage or something." "That crowd I always dream about was there." "I saluted and ran down a ramp."
"Anything else?"
"For some reason the state Massachusetts is in my head." "West something." "West…damn I can't remember."
"It's ok." "At least you remembered Massachusetts." "That's a good start." "Want me to start dinner?"
"Yeah."
"Ok."
An hour later John sat at the kitchen table.
"I'm gonna try to feed myself." He said.
"Ok." He picked up his fork and tried to take a bite.
"Ow!"
"Do you need help?"
"No." He tried to take another bite.
"Ow son of a bitch!"
"Here let me help."
"You need to eat."
"I have two hands." "Here." She scooted her chair closer to him. "See." "A bite for you." She gave him a bite. "A bite for me." She said using her other hand.
"Thank you."
After dinner John decided to lay back down. Emma put a pillow under his foot and was propping up his pillows behind him so he could sit up. She was leaning over him.
"I know you get frustrated sometimes." She said.
"I don't mean to." "It's just there's so many things I can't do and I can't remember."
"I know." "I understand."
"The only good thing in my life right now is you." He put his palm on her cheek. "You're the only thing that makes me happy."
"We can't John."
"Yes we can."
"I don't know how."
"It's easy all you have to do is this." He lightly pressed his lips against hers. She kissed him back. Still kissing him she sat down on the bed. It broke a few seconds later. "Come here." With his good arm he held her. She knew she shouldn't have kissed him but she couldn't deny how right it felt.