Jason Davenport

I still wasn't sure what miracle had occured while I was unconscious.

At first when I woke up, my first feeling was that of disappointment. I was disappointed that I had survived. Once again I'd proved that I'd always be a failure.

But when Amelia had barged into my ward, a crying mess, and enveloped me in a hug, I thought I was dreaming.

I still couldn't wrap it around my head but I was glad for it. Whatever had happened, I prayed that it would stay that way.

As I relaxed my pounding head onto the pillow, my door swung open and I swallowed as I saw...