"Oh please, a bump on your head and one broken bone. You'll be fine with some Tylenol. Besides, I'm not taking all of it, stop worrying," she spat, no trace of love in her tone or intent.

"That stuff kills people Sharon," Jim cautioned, well aware of the dangers of opioid abuse through all the reports on the news.

"I'll be fine, just go back to sleep," she replied, her tone a little softer.

Jim didn't have the strength or resolve to fight or argue with her and relented to the sleep that was interrupted just moments ago.

Upon awaking next Jim was surprised to feel the presence of another...