The room was crowded with people, and with all the noisy excitement, Carrie was feeling a little trapped. She told Andy she was going to step back outside a minute for some fresh air and then headed in that direction. She kept getting jostled, bumped, and ran into as she went though.
After one particularly hard bump, she stumbled, falling over one of Rose's toys. She went down, slamming her head forcefully on the table. There was a flash of brilliant light and then she went unconscious.
The first thing she registered when she awoke was softness. Someone had put her in bed, and she was wearing a nightgown. The second thing she comprehended was voices. Jonathan and Adam were talking above her.
Jonathan? Wait, that was what he was explaining to Adam. He had had a delivery to the mercantile and when he heard the news, he had come right over.
Carrie mumbled sleepily, trying to convince her unfocused brain to clear up. The men stopped talking and she could hear their footsteps bringing them closer to her bed,
"Hey, sleepyhead." Jonathan greeted her. "How are you feeling? Are you hungry? Thirsty? Sick to your stomach? How many fingers am I holding up? Oh wait-"
Remembering the bright flash of light before she had blacked out, Carrie's eyes flew open and she practically screamed the answer, "Two!"
Jonathan blinked in surprise at the correct answer and Adam looked at her with ever-widening eyes.
She continued excitedly, "And your wearing a red checked shirt with tan pants and suspenders and holding a brown hat in your right hand!"
Adam flew down out of the loft, screaming for Andy and her parents. Carrie sat back against her headboard, laughing almost like a maniac. The irony of Jonathan being there wasn't lost on her either.
Andy skittered up the rungs of the ladder, yelling her name quite unnecessarily.
"Andy, I can see! I can see you! Your bride can see!"
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