When he entered my room and asked if my head hurt, I snapped, “It’s so none of your business!” He stood in the doorway for a moment before saying, “Just so you know, I had already decided to pull you from the wreck before I administered the test on your blood sample. From my observations of you—your kindness, your generosity to your sister, your ability to endure—you were worth saving no matter what the cost.” When I didn’t respond, he went to his own room and stayed there, which led me to believe he’d gone to sleep. For a long while, the sound of my uneven broken breathing mingled only with the sound of my sniffling. What had he meant by, “You were worth saving no matter what the cost?” Would he have really pulled me out if I’d had a disease? Nathan had been worth saving. Why hadn’t he seen that? Nathan with his desire to make the world beautiful and his absolute love for life. Nathan would have saved the world if he’d lived long enough.
