There was another beat from a biobed, on the other side of the room, slow and steady in the rhythm of sleep.
Jim lay in the bed, his face serene and younger, perhaps, than it had been waking. There was a bandage on one shoulder, but otherwise no sign of trauma, no restraints, nothing hooked up. He looked merely asleep.
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Date: 2009-10-13 08:41 pm (UTC)Jim lay in the bed, his face serene and younger, perhaps, than it had been waking. There was a bandage on one shoulder, but otherwise no sign of trauma, no restraints, nothing hooked up. He looked merely asleep.