Page 55 of Chasing Dreams
He shot out the door and sprinted across the lawn. With a curious expression, Maya came to the door when Austin knocked, and opened the screen.
“Give me something for a few minutes,” he asked. “Something close to you. Something with a lot of meaning and emotion in it.”
“Are you guys still testing Shaine’s vision?”
He nodded. “This is important, Maya.”
“Okay.” She thought a minute, and then waddled back into the house and returned with a ring between her thumb and forefinger. “I haven’t been able to wear this for a couple of weeks.”
He looked at the wedding band in his palm.
“Lose it and you’re dead meat.”
“I won’t lose it,” he promised.
Shaine hadn’t moved from her place on the floor, her elbow draped on the sofa.
“Here,” he said, kneeling beside her. “Hold this.”
“What is it?” She looked at the ring curiously.
“It’s a ring, obviously. Now just take it in your hand and focus.”
She released a sigh, but did as he instructed, opening her palm and closing her fingers over the band. Her lips moved.
“Relax,” he told her. “Feel the impression of the gold in your palm. Let it show you.”
Seconds passed.
“I’m warm,” she breathed.
“Good. Go with it.”
She squinted a little. “The sun’s so bright.”
“Where? Where are you?”
“There are blinds at the window, but I don’t want to get up to close them. There, the nurse did it for me. That’s better.”
“Where are you?”
Behind her closed lids, her eyes moved. She frowned in concentration. “A hospital room.” A smile came to her lips.
“What’s in the room?”
“The usual stuff. A shelf with flowers and cards. A balloon bouquet. A little plastic crib.” She sucked in a breath. “Oh, he’s beautiful.”
“Who?”
“The baby. He has the sweetest little face, and his mouth is pouty. His hair...oh, his hair is the softest stuff I’ve ever touched. It’s dark with a curl by his ear.”
“What else, Shaine? Look around.”
“He’s wrapped in a faded blanket that smells hospital clean. There’s a blue card above his head.”
“Read it.”
“‘Pruitt. Six pounds, five ounces, Dr. James.”’
