Sending the crying princess on her way, Christopher walked came to Jeannie. Leaning down, he placed a peck on her forehead before sighing and sitting next to her. "Jeannie. Wake up soon."
Jeannie was tempted to roll her eyes. Ha! She would have if she could get them to open. Everyday, he came here and spoke the same line. Like, couldn't he think of something new? It wasn't as if she was not waking up because she wanted to. Her body was not listening to her brain's signals! She wondered what the prince would say if she suddenly opened her mouth and said," I don't want to." He might just be shocked silly!
Almost as if he had heard Jeannie, Christopher spoke," Jeannie, I know if you could hear me, you would think that I have nothing else to say to you."
Jeannie( still in coma): "duh!"
"But you would be wrong. So wrong." Christopher continued.
