Chapter 8 - Page 99 - Talking Eyes

   The little girl blinked her eyes again.

   “You also want to hold his hand between both your hands . . . right?”

   The little girl blinked her eyes again, then, as if she wanted to make sure that Rhasha saw her, she blinked her eyes yet again.

   Rhasha kissed her on the cheek. “Alright, I’ll go ask Jim to come over here. I’ll tell him what you want to say . . . OK?”

   The little girl smiled warmly. She blinked again.

   Rhasha walked over to Jim, who was getting ready to go to the next bed. “Jim,” she said, “the little girl in bed one wants to tell you something. Do you have a minute?”

   “Can she talk?” Jim asked, surprised.

   “No,” Rhasha replied, “but it’s something I figured out when I was sick. She can’t talk, but she can blink her eyes.”

   “OK,” Jim said, “let’s go see how this works.”

   Jim and Rhasha went back to bed one. Rhasha sat in the chair and picked up the little girl’s hand. She held it between both of hers and said, “Sweetheart, if you would like for me to give Jim a message, blink your eyes.”

   The little girl quickly blinked her eyes. Jim grew excited.

   “Would you like for me to tell Jim what we talked about?” Rhasha asked.

   The little girl blinked her eyes again. Rhasha released her hand and stood up.