Jackie Monologue

“Well Adam, it doesn 't seem like you 're feeling up to leaving today, are you sure you want to wait to go home tomorrow?” My nurse Jackie said.

I laughed, “That 's quite the joke Jackie, I think I 'll leave today I can 't stay another day.”

Jackie extended her small hand towards my arm, “Okay, I 'll help you up and walk you out”

“No, if I 'm going to leave I need to do it myself. Thank you, though.” I said while grasping the handles of my hospital bed. After four weeks in the hospital, my body was weak. I hadn 't walked anywhere but to the bathroom, since I walked to the car on that cool morning before the accident.

“Adam, I am proud of you,” Jackie said from the doorway of my hospital room.

The walls were bright and my vision

Later that day I walked around my neighborhood reminiscing on my childhood. I thought about the good and the bad. Like, the time my mom have me a puppy for my sixth birthday, he died ten years later when I was sixteen. Eventually, my mind wandered to regrets as it always does. Tommy. I regret that night spent at a party. I regret telling him to drink more. I regret not showing up to his funeral. I regret letting him take the blame for his own death, even after he was dead and gone for eleven years.

I walked six blocks down and sat on the curb. Cross Streets, Tom street, and Fond avenue. The streets my whole life changed on. One accident, two people in each car. I thought about the other two people in that white Honda while I was in the hospital. I wondered if they were okay, if they made it out of the hospital or if they died. I thought about that as I watched the stoplight change colors and the cars drive by. It must have been an hour or so before I lay down and watched the sky.

In the morning, I noticed the city was quiet, I made it home safe but I had no clue how. I walked to my neighbor 's house to ask them if they had brought me home. The doorbell rang inside the old tan house but nobody answered. I brushed that thought off, thinking that they could