I woke up in Dr. Morrison’s house with him examining what was left of my legs. I could hear daddy in the background praying for me, while Dr. Morrison was mumbling to himself what has broken, and what is fractured. I looked up behind me and I saw mama sitting in a rocker mumbling a little prayer to herself with Clay at her side.
“Lord, I know I have said this quite a few times now but there’s no one else to turn to. Whatever you do with Luke, just don’t let him die. Please don’t let him die. Amen.” Daddy was praying a little louder now each time sounding more desperate every time.
I never would have thought something like this could happen to me. Did I cause this upon myself? If I didn’t bring it up to mama and daddy about me getting a job offering this would have never happened. Now my parents have to deal with the guilt of letting me go to Scotty’s place and possibly crippling me for the rest of my life. I have to deal with the guilt of telling my parents and actually making the decision before I brought up the subject.
When Scotty brought up the job offering he probably thought this tragedy would ever happen to his best friend, I never would have had a thought about this when I agreed.
The doctor broke my thought process when he said, “Luke, I’m sorry to tell you this, but your gonna have to be put into a wheelchair for the next few months.”
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