The next day arrived, and yet Edwin had not opened his eyes. The physician changed the bandages, but Ruth refused to go out of the chamber. She was with him all the time. And nobody told her to do otherwise.
She was doing everything that he once did for her. The more she watched him, touched him, talked with him; although he did not listen to anything she said, Ruth was connected with him to some deeper level. And it felt good!
Everyone was happy to see her taking care of Edwin. That day when Ruth would know and accept the truth was not far away, they believed.
The entire day Ruth followed all of the physician's instructions and spent her day taking care of Edwin. She cleaned his body with a wet towel, combed his hair. But then ruffled them again, as she liked them that way better on him. Only he was able to carry that unruly look sportingly in the sea of thousands of well-groomed men.
