And he was looking so much better. He was off the ventilator, though still on oxygen. He opened his eyes and seemed pretty happy to see me. I told him the fascinating narrative of SWSNBN earring hunt. After about twenty minutes he mouthed what I took to be "present."
"I've got presents for you." I said.
He blinked and said. "Yours."
"You have a present for me?" I asked. "Cool."
"Find." He said.
"Shh" I said. "Not so much talking. I didn't find it yet. But I suck at finding stuff, don't I."
He smiled a little and drifted back to sleep.
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