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Ethan presses. “Go.” This time his command is stern. “Touch her. Heal her.”
    “What?” I turn to him in question but step forward towards Mom.
    Ethan nods, “Go. You know what I’m asking. I know you do. It’s been inside you all your life.”
    But I don’t know what he’s talking about. Do I? Though something deep inside me knows what he wants me to do. “Touch her?” I whisper.
    He nods.
    “Hey. Get her out of here.” I hear from behind me.
    “No,” Ethan barks. “It’s her mother.”
    I’m already there…at Mom’s side…holding her arm.
    The scrubs back away as the deafening sound of the flat line signals there’s no more for them to do.
    “Mommy.” Both my hands are on her now – one  on her arm, the other on her chest. “Mommy, please.” I cry harder than I’ve ever cried before. “Mommy, please, please, please, don’t die. I need you. I need you, Mommy. Please.” I close my eyes and lean my head on her arm. My own tears tickle my cheek. In the near distance I hear the start of a machine.  – a beeping sound. The flat line noise is gone. My head jerks up. Scrubs are racing toward her again.
    “Mom?”
    The beeping steadies. I look at my mom. Her eyelashes flutter, her brown eyes playing peekaboo with me.
    “Mom?”
    Her brown eyes disappear, but I know they’re moving. I see them dance rapidly beneath their lids. When I move my gaze to her chest, I watch it rise. I watch it fall. And I never would have thought such a small, monotonous movement could be so very beautiful.
    Mom is breathing.
    She is alive.
    My breathing…however…becomes…laborious. Heavy. I can’t …get…enough…air. I see Mom…then…I don’t.

Chapter Six
     
    “Oh. Ew.” I startle. The scent is horribly potent. My eyes flash open. Then they shut. I just want to sleep. But…that smell.
    “Honor. Open your eyes. You can’t sleep.” the faint voice orders.
    The pungent smell stuns me awake again.
    “It’s smelling salts, Honor, now stay awake,” she orders.
    I force my eyelids up to my eyebrows, but they want to shut. Lead weights must be pulling them down.
    “Honor, c’mon, you need to stay awake.”
    Closing my eyes, I mutter, “I just…wanna…sleep.”
    “No. Honor. You can’t.” Ethan’s voice is now near. Soft but firm. I feel his breath on my hair. Smell his sweet and spicy scent near my face. He smells like …spearmint? Maybe. Wood? Something…sexy. “Honor, please.” I hear him again. “This is important. You need to stay awake.” Ethan’s voice sounds garbled. Like it’s filled with, I don’t know, water. “Please, baby, open your eyes.” It’s not water. It’s…tears. Ethan is crying.
    I try with all my might to open my eyes. I try with all my might to hold them open. Ethan’s arm is cradling my head. It feels just right beneath my neck. “Good girl,” he says, smiling.
    “Honor.” The female, a nurse, I think, hands me a cup. “It’s cola, hun. I put some table sugar in it. Drink it up.”
    Gross. I take the cup. Put it to my lips. My eyes are still fighting me, but I think I’m winning. I sip the soda. Though it’s way too sweet, I manage to get it down. As the lead weights lift from my eyes, I remember.
    “Mom. My mother. What…”
    “She’s fine,” Ethan and the nurse reply at the same exact time.
    “It was a miracle.” The nurse continues. “Her heart had stopped. She’d died.” Ethan is holding me, caressing my arm while the nurse still goes on. “She was dead…for several minutes, but you,” she shakes her head in disbelief, “she must really love you…all you did was touch her, and…”
    Ethan cuts her off. “Yes, and Honor really loves her, too.” Then suddenly, I know he’s trying to hide something. Something about me.
    The nurse drops it, as does Ethan, but my mind is now racing, trying to put two and two together.
    “Can I see her?” I ask, desperately needing to see for myself that my mother is still alive.
    “In a