It took another couple of minutes as we began wearing the set of matching pyjamas, both a baby pink colour. Hudson gave us a fresh packet of undergarments that Lucille had tucked amongst the pyjamas.
Women's and men's.
Zion put his one on before turning to me looking at the matching pair of lace undergarments. Not sure what I should be doing.
"Are you going to put it on?" Zion tried to put his shirt on but his body froze up almost immediately from the pain still throbbing through his body. "Ow."
"Here. Let me help you." I said, pulling the shirt down and patting the wrinkles away. "Are you still in pain?"
"No."
"Don't lie." I pinched him on the side as his face scrunched over in pain. "If it hurts, you tell me it hurts. Don't you remember that what happens to you, happens to me?"
As though realizing that, he quickly made me turn to him, looking me over, "Are you in a lot of pain? Does it hurt a lot?"
