And the Rest Is History(109)

I turned slowly, half in hope, half in fear. It was Schr?dinger’s Cat all over again. I remember I moved very slowly. Everything was happening very slowly. I looked at Leon. Waiting for the realities to collide. To know … I was trembling all over. I remember someone putting their arms around me to hold me up. My legs were going. I couldn’t take it in. Because suddenly, I did know.

Leon had opened his eyes.



THE END