I awoke sometime later in the hospital, Narvel and our kids around me.
I wasn't in a lot of pain, more like discomfort.
I looked around, a little disoriented, I didn't remember what happened.
Narvel came over to my side and took my hand. "Hey, look who's awake. How do you feel? Are you in any pain?" I could tell he had been crying.
"No, not really." I tried to sit up, but couldn't. it was then that I remembered what happened, I felt my heart race, and it was showing on the monitor. "Is Ronnie and Kix ok?"
"Shh Reba, relax." Narvel tried to calm me down.
"Narvel, are my friends ok?"
His silence was deafening. He was quite a minute and put his head down.
"Tell me, please." I was starting to cry.
Narvel sighed, looking up to me with tears in his eyes. Our kids were getting upset too.
"Ronnie suffered some bruises, broken ribs, a broken wrist, and a gash on his head that needed stitches, but he is doing good. Kix, though, suffered head trauma, and his heart had stopped. He's in a coma, and they don't think he will wake up. I'm really sorry Reba." he was openly crying at this point.
Narvel wasn't one to cry, I have only seen him cry a few times since I have known him. The two times that stick out was when his dad died, and when we thought Shelby died. I couldn't hold back my sobs anymore.
"No no no, we finally started talking again. We're supposed to be making amends, he can't die. No!"
Narvel held me as I cried into his shoulder. The kids walked out of the room, giving us time alone.