Chapter 6
"Dude, no offense, but you look stoned as HELL," Jesse said. We were hanging out at the park with Elisha, who was attempting to skip stones. It was a week after the accident, and I started to feel well enough to go outdoors on a regular basis. However, my days spent mourning indoors left my skin colorless and my eyes glazed over. "Well sorry for not getting all dolled up to go to the park, I wasn't aware the Queen of England was here." No matter my appearance, people could always count on me being snarky. "Alright jeez don't get your joints all tied up." This was Jesse's attempt at a joke, and I was about to shoot him the filthiest dirty look in history when Elisha fell into the pond. We stared at where she was standing for a while, then started cracking up. Then, to add insult to injury, she came out of the water, covered in little water bugs. I was truly having a good time. And the times were about to get better. My phone rang, playing the tune Dani California, which happens to be my favorite song. After rocking out a little, I answered the phone to hear my mom rambling really fast, making all of her words indistinct. When I finally got her to calm down, she spat out, "Prosper! Your father! The doctors think he may wake up any minute!" She then hung up, leaving me practically speechless. I then grabbed my car keys, alerted Elisha and Jesse, and jumped into my silver Lincoln Continental. Off we sped, flying toward Mercy Memorial Hospital, toward my awakening dad.