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Two Days Later�

Sands�
operation was a success and as much as he knew it shouldn�t matter to him, he
was elated to no longer have two large, vacant holes in his head. Dr. Morris was correct in all he said � it all
felt natural; the only drawback was that since he now had the old, familiar
feeling of working organs in his head, he had to accept that fact that he
couldn�t see all over again.

Harold had
tried to convince Sands to leave Grace�s room, but, save for trips to the
restroom, he refused. He talked to her,
held her hand�and constantly asked why she wouldn�t wake up. She had no injuries to her head � he simply
couldn�t understand it, and neither could the doctors.

It was
roughly three A.M. when Sands woke up, his heart pounding, his face moist. He had woken up from a nightmare in which he
had lost Grace to Michael�s dead hands.
I shouldn�t be able to dream about people I�ve never seen� Fed up with waiting, Sands stood next to Grace�s
bed and began to talk to her.

�Gracie,
you can�t just stay in this fucking bed, O.K.?
I mean, if we were both naked and screwing like fucking rabbits, that
would be different, but�You can�t just be there and not yell at me for saying
stuff that should be pissing you off!
You�re O.K. and the fuckmook�s dead, wake up!�

Grace was
still and Sands let the thought cross his mind that it was possible that she
might never wake up. Maybe she just
doesn�t want to�

�Did you
get bored?� he asked, his voice softening.
�Did you change your mind? Are
you pissed that I�ll never actually see you?
I�ll make you happy, Gracie. I
don�t know what you were looking for, but you found me. Are you disappointed?�

The fingers
on Grace�s right hand, the hand he was holding, moved ever so slightly.

�Gracie? You can hear me, can�t you?� There wasn�t any more movement. �Did you know that I can play the
guitar? Of course you don�t, I didn�t
tell you� El�s not the only one who can
do that. I know I can still do it too,
because I never had to look at my fingers anyway�You like music, Gracie, and
when we go home�� Home. God, I want a real fucking home� ��I�ll play for you. I heard a song � it was about you. I�ll play it for you. Christ, Gracie, please, come back to
me. I�m through with the shit down
here. I want a life, Gracie. I didn�t want one last week, but now��

Her index
finger moved.

Sands
lowered his mouth to his lover�s ear.
�Grace�she carries a word on her lips�no champagne flute for her lips�no
twirls or skips on her fingertips�� He
began to break down. �Please��

�He sings,
too.� Her voice was so soft that one
could have easily missed it � but not Sands.

�Gracie?�

Her eyes
opened slowly, and though the room was dim, the small amount of light that was
present caused a bit of pain to her eyes.
�Jeffrey�Mm�missed you��

�I�ve been
here the whole time, Gracie�Well, almost the whole time.�

�Almost?�

�Gracie, I
should get the doctor and��

Grace shook
her head weakly. �Take off�your
glasses. Kiss��

�Somethiappeappened
while you were here, Grace. I c>I can�t
see, but�your view should be less�� He
didn�t finish; instead, he took off his glasses � and waited.

Grace�s
eyes widened, not caring about the pain.
�Oh, my God��

�Is that a
good �Oh, my God?��

Grace
nodded, the whispered, �You know it wouldn�t have bothered me if��

Sands
smiled knowing that she was being perfectly honest. �I know.� He leaned in
and gently kissed her. �There are just
some places you shouldn�t wear sunglasses.�
Grace smiled the best she could.
�Let me call the doctor, all right?�

�Mm hm.�

>

By the next morning, Grace was much
more alert and coherent. Despite the
pain in her back, she wanted nothing more than to be able to lie next to Sands �
her wish was granted. She remained in
bed, Sands at her side. With her head
resting on his chest, she was filled in on what had happened.

�Grace, I�ve
known this man since he first began to work for the CIA,� Harold said. �After his sister passed away, he became�� He smiled.
�Well, some would say��
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