Tara felt like all she could do was lay there helplessly. And she looked up at Eugene with pleading eyes. She was restless in this bed. She felt useless. Eugene and Rosita could tell her over and over again that she wasnât, but she couldnât help but feeling that way. They shouldnât have to waste medical supplies on someone like her. âIâm just a girl trying to survive. Nothing special.â She offered Eugene a sad smile. âWhen can I get up and start walking around?â
He could tell she was upset with the fact that she was unable to do anything but lay in bed and he felt horrible for her. He was however, thankful she was recovering. âIâve heard a week, maybe two, but Iâm no medical expert. I think it best you just take your time getting better. No point in pushing yourself. You wonât be out of commission for long.â










