Luek sighed. "Jaime I know you're up there. I aint sposed t be outta bed much less climbin up there after ya...so if ya don't want your uncle killin me, I think ya should come down before I come up."
Luke woke an hour later, surprised to find himself situated in bed as he was. Slowly he reached for his crutches and maneuvered himself out of bed limping his way to he kitchen.
That's cool. You know it's funny the things you do remember like favorite desserts and things. My mom died in a car accident last summer...and I can't eat popcorn and m&ms without thinking of her.