He wasn’t in the trenches again, but in a clean, comfortable bed. ‘He’s coming round,’ he heard someone say. ‘Tell the nurse, Win.’ Win? That was his sister. He moved his head from side to side in an effort to clear the muddle as panic swept through him. What had they done to him? He must have been crazy to agree to this. ‘Take it easy, my boy. It’s all over.’ Dragging his eyes open, he peered at the man bending over him. Dr Burridge. He lifted his head from the pillow so he could look down the bed … ‘You’re still in one piece.’ The doctor held his wrist to check his pulse. ‘Everything went well, and we expect you to make a good recovery.’ ‘Am I going to walk properly again?’ He managed to croak out the words. ‘That should be possible.’ The doctor smiled. ‘And I believe we’ve been able to safely remove the pieces of shrapnel from your body. But we’ll be keeping an eye on you for a while just to make sure.’ ‘Thanks, Doc.’ Stan relaxed and screwed his eyes up tight, tears of relief threatening to spill over.
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