Henry's POV
Kenny fell asleep while I was still talking to him, and when the doctor arrived, he was no longer needed.
"What was that just now?" Kenny's grandma asked.
"A seizure; this began in prison. He experienced them from the handcuffs first." I stood up and gave her space to look at her grandson, the worry visible on her face.
"We shouldn't mention or ask about what happened while he was away." I said quietly.
"Then we won't do that." She nodded and left the room.
I lay down beside Kenny and watched him like I did yesterday before also sleeping. As if the exhaustion of everything we had experienced had finally caught up with me, I felt sleepier than ever before.
The next time I woke up, someone was looking at me, and when I opened my eyes, I saw red ones watching me.
"Hey." I said.
"Yo." He answered before a strange silence descended between us.
