You could hear the sound of the rain pounding on the cement walls of the hospital. The night was cold and dark outside and it had been raining all day. It had set a rather depressing mood in the ward, making everyone more edgy than usual. But now, they lay in their rooms, with the lights out, left to listen to the sound of the rain and the occasional thunder claps. Harrison shuddered slightly from the cold. They didn’t have heating- or, if they did, they didn’t use it. It was like the inside of an igloo in their room and he thought he might just die of frostbite. He lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling in the dark, and found his thoughts wandering towards Amelia. Harrison had a soft spot for the small girl, there was no denying that. She made him want to be a better person. Every time they had physical contact, his skin felt her warmth and embraced it like nothing else. She was positively amazing, better than anyone he’d ever met in his entire life.
He thought about the blankets he’d given her, about how he hoped they were keeping her warmer. They were his extras, leaving him with only two blankets and a sheet now. It wasn’t much. He was thinking about how miserable she must be, freezing cold. This would be her first winter in the hospital. He’d become accustomed to the cold after all these years but the first was always the toughest- which meant she could be dying. Getting up before he changed his mind, he took the blankets off the bed and left his sheet behind. Moving over to where Amelia lay in her own bed, he put one blanket on top of her and then the other. He thought maybe she was sleeping, since he hadn’t heard her stir in quite some time. After making sure she was all tucked in, Harrison went back and climbed in under his sheet, tucking into a tight ball and trying to use his limited body heat to keep himself warm.