How Do You Feel?
Ana took a deep breath before her trembling lips curled. “How do you feel?” she asked in a small voice. There was worry in her tone.
“I’ve felt worse,” Chester answered lowly. There was a pain in his throat when he talked, a scratchy, uncomfortable agony that made him wish he had no throat, to begin with. But he wouldn’t let it stop him from understanding what was happening. “What did the doctor mean?” he asked.