I gasped and put my hand over my mouth. The nurse set them down on the table next to me. I looked at the card. Written inside, Jeremy had neatly written:

To my best friend.
Kersey, I love you and miss you. I will come visit soon, I just don't want to see you sick. I was too scared to even ride in the ambulence with you. You really scared me there, girl. I'll be by later. Stay safe.
Jeremy

He came over later that day, and I shooed my parents out for a while, telling them to go live for a while, have dinner or something. Jeremy came by about 20 minutes later. He walked in, and when he saw I didn't have any tubes hooked up to me, he breathed a loud sigh of relief. I was overjoyed to see him. He came over and hugged me, very carefully. He acted like I was a tiny kitten, not to be handled too much.
"How's it going? You look pretty good since I saw you last time," he said laughing. "But still as pretty as you ever were." he said, with a kind, gentle, smile.